W2R
Moderator Emeritus
At least for an hour.
But this reminds me, I used to live off chili dogs (called Coney Islands) every Saturday of my junior high career. 5 for a buck, with onions and cheese at Chili and Pool, a very fine establishment. If I had recently gotten food poisoning there, I might lay off and have White Castles the following week. What an upcale life I led.
I never had Chili and Pool food, but White Castle burgers are so bad that my parents would not allow me to eat them and they were adamant about it. By the time I was 12 my big brother had his drivers' license, though, and he would take me to White Castle where we would sneak a greaseburger and pledge to one another that we would never tell our parents.
Compared to today's kids, I guess this malfeasance was pretty mild! I was sure scared that I would get "caught", though.
Thanks for the memory. I had forgotten all about that.