I’ve always been kind of very anti-White Castle. After all, it doesn’t have the best reputation for fine cuisine now does it? But after Heath came home from work one day and announced, very exitedly I might add, that White Castle was taking reservations for Valentine’s Day I figured, Why Not? Why not ensure my nomination for Wife of the Year? Hahaha. I thought this might be kind of fun, at the very least a nice change from doing absolutely nothing, our usual Valentine’s Day plans. Initially I didn’t plan on telling Heath about the reservations and I would drive us there that night and be all like, SURPRISE! But unfortunately the broken ankle and the inability to drive changed that. I told him about our reservations and he thought it was “cool”.
Upon arrival to our neighborhood WC we were greeted by three employees one of which took us to our table adorned with a crisp white table cloth and pink and red cloth napkins. There balloons, flowers, and a special Valentine’s Day menu. We dined on a feast of 10 sliders, 2 fries, and large drinks (Ruby had ham and macaroni and cheese) followed by chocolate-dipped cheesecake-on-a-stick. I didn’t care for my sweet potato fries but Heath’s cheese fries were pretty good. And although I’ve had better cheesecake (red velvet cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory, anyone?) the cheesecake-on-a-stick was tasty. Everyone dining around us seemed to be having a good time and one employee even talked about how much he enjoyed the chance to get to interact with people in a different way than usual.
After our fine dining experience we came home and watched Masters of Horror on Netflix. White Castle, a broken ankle, child in tow, and horror movies. Ahhhhh, romance!
