White Castle — Restaurant in Shelbyville

"White castle fries only come in one size." I've wanted to go to a white castle ever since I heard this line. Finally got the chance. I like the mini burgers, sliders, or what ever you like to call them. It's like a nostalgic comfort food,

Where I grew up we had donut shops that made these style mini burgers. They called them castle burgers Just meat, cheese, chopped onions, and some mustard. I always added ketchup. Where I moved too. They don't have them at all. The frozen ones in the freezer section are terrible. So when I had the opportunity to try out the actual white castle, I couldn't pass it up. I got the OG castle burgers with cheese. They were as good as I thought they would be. They sold them as a 10 pack instead of a dozen, which I thought was odd. They had different options like different cheeses, and chicked sandwiches, but I wanted the original style. Did not disappoint. It was both new and...

Ordered 2 #2 one med with mello yello no ice one small with strawberry lemonade with ice , what i got was some kind of med orange drink with no ice and a small mello yello with ice, when I tried to explain it to the guy that was running the drive thru window he proceeded to give me another medium drink with no ice which I wasn't even for sure what it was it tasted like a mixture of different drinks, if im gonna spend more money at a fast food place then I do for 2 to eat at Chiles I really expect to be able to get what I ordered, they were not busy it was 9:30p-9:45p when I was there. I will be going in tomorrow to talk to the manager then because the 2 that we're there tonight didn't seem to worried about their customer. On another note the food was fresh and the...

I remember coming here about 10 years ago with my mother and the experience still resonates vividly through my mind. We had come to Shelbyville from Greensburg in the late evening to pay rent to our landlord, who managed a salon in town. We stopped at White Castle on the way home and I remember the food being impeccable. I got an order of chicken rings and fries and my mother had sliders. I was reading a small factoid book while feasting on my bounty, feebly attempting to read the pages in the dim car light. I just remember the food being comforting in the cold of winter. It's a small, seemingly meaningless memory, but it's a cherished one, so I give this...