Hall of Fame
What do a paperboy, a pinup girl tattoo and a marathon runner have in common? Nothing. Besides our Hall of Fame.
We’ve had 7,645 people try for the Hall since 2001. But only 170 have been inducted. Read the unbelievable stories that got them in.
(188 Cravers Agree)
Honorary Inductee, Doral Chenoweth – “The Grumpy Gourmet” – Doral is a multi-faceted craver, from serving as a Crave-Time-Cook-Off judge, to writing his own White Castle recipes and the forward for White Castle’s recipe book, “By the Sackful,” Doral has used his talents and his taste to live a lifestyle of craving.
(16 Cravers Agree)
Why should I be in the White Castle Cravers Hall of Fame? That’s the question you’re asking yourself. Well, I am 18 years old now and I am part of the New York Police Department’s Youth Explorers program and currently hold the rank of Sargent. My team and I meet at the 41st precinct every Wednesday. I have been in this program since I was 13 years old.
Through this program I met my true friends: Jonathan, Tania, and Quincy. On my second week in the program, our post advisor gave us a blue certificate from White Castle for 2 Sliders, a small fry and a drink. After the program my new friends and I went off to White Castle, which was only a few blocks away, and only one block away from my house. We sat and ate our meal while chatting and goofing around. Since that day, we have made it our tradition to go to White Castle every week after the program.
Still to this day we have not missed one week of going to the Castle and getting our crave on. Last year my cravings were so strong from going to the Castle every week with my friends, that I literally ate White Castle every single day for two-and-a-half months straight. It was the best two-and-a-half months of my entire life.
Well that’s it. My best friends and I have been eating White Castle every week since I was 13 and continue to do so. We have created a bond that will never end. THANK YOU WHITE CASTLE!!!
(44 Cravers Agree)
Upper Marlboro, MD
My family has enjoyed White Castle Sliders for five generations. It all started with my great-grandmother, who, along with two small children came by ship to the US from Gembitz, Poland to join her husband, who had immigrated here two years earlier.
They settled in Cincinnati, in a small community called Winton Place, there she discovered White Castle. There was a White Castle restaurant in the neighborhood and she would enjoy the aroma of them cooking and more than that, she loved to eat them. She would call them “Vimpies” – I don’t know what that word means, but I would guess, in Polish it mean “hamburgers” or perhaps “little hamburgers.”
Later in life, my great-grandmother lost both of her legs due to bad health. In the late spring and summer, she would ask her family to sit her by the window so that she could smell her Vimpies. She even told her family “when I die, just put me where I can smell them” – now that is a true lover of White Castles and indeed, she got her wish.
As a child, my mother would take my sister and I every Sunday to get a sack of White Castles. But first, we waited for the Sunday newspaper to be delivered, because there would always be a coupon in the paper for ten hamburgers for only one dollar.
In 1978, I had a baby girl, when she was only two weeks old I got a craving for White Castles. As I was sitting in the car eating my Sliders, I looked down at her laying in my lap and I saw little white onions in her black hair. I’ve always teased her, that is why her hair is so black today.
Now, today when we get those little boxes of White Castles, we pick the onions out of the boxes with our fingers, my daughter is 33 and I am 63 years old. Please keep them just the way they are and thank you for the memories. This is a true story of five generations of one family.
(54 Cravers Agree)
My name is Breanna and I am 16 years old and I believe if it wasn’t for my grandpa, I wouldn’t love White Castle as much as I do now and this is why. My grandpa absolutely loved White Castle and he could never go a day without it. He ate White Castle everyday from the time the business opened to his death. Even when he couldn’t get out of bed and go there himself, my family and I would go out and get him something from the Castle.
White Castles is literally what kept this man motivated. He started his day out and ended it with White Castle. Every time he would visit us, he always welcomed us with steamy hot cheeseburgers. Or if he didn’t do that, he would always give us money to get some White Castles on the way home.
I believe my grandpa was the ultimate White Castle Craver of all time based on how much he loved White Castle. He would meet up with his buddies everyday and eat there, and if he came across a homeless person in the Castle, he would buy them something to eat. He was a man of pure kindness.
So, overall without my grandpa loving White Castles as much as he did, I don’t think I would have ever liked them as much as I do now. Nobody can every claim to be the ultimate Craver of all time, because in my eyes, my grandpa already filled that position a long time ago.
(57 Cravers Agree)
Andrew Kusnirik, Ben Jones and Pat Voigtsberger
White Castle. Whenever I hear that name, I get taken back to the time when myself accompanied by my two best-friends Pat and Ben, took the most epic road-trip of all time: to get to White Castle. This memory is more than just a memory. It is an experience that all of us will remember forever.
We got tired of the same old food around us and decided that we needed to switch it up. What better way to do so than to go to White Castle?!? After researching the nearest location we planned our trip accordingly. We hyped up this trip so much, trying to recruit others to make the trip with us, but no one else had the crave like we did. My friends Ben and Pat arrives at my door video camera in hand.
We departed and we couldn’t go fast enough to get to White Castle. It seemed that every red-light we stopped at we were screaming at other people in their cars to come to White Castle with us. We even made our own custom CD full of pump up music for the ride. According to my GPS, we were only a mere 10 minutes away when the excitement reached its peak, we literally could not keep our shirts on. For the final leg of the trip, we drove shirtless up until the parking lot of White Castle.
Once we saw the White Castle logo, we started honking uncontrollably and screaming “YESSS!!!” and “WE MADE IT!!!” out of the car windows. I had never craved hamburgers so bad in my life. The aroma of the Sliders, smelled from outside, was intoxicating so we bolted inside. Once inside, we were so overwhelmed with the menu selection. Between the three of us, we spent close to $55 which included Crave Cases, chicken Sliders, fries and gallons of sweet tea. I can still see and hear those Sliders sizzling on the grill. Together, we all sat down, and even before one fry was eaten, we looked around, gave thanks and then we feasted. We ate every last bit of that food. It was probably the greatest meal we had together. After eating the meal, I remember sitting there for almost an hour so stuffed we could not move. Or, maybe it was the fact that we did not want to leave.
To remember our trip, we took the Crave Case box home and stuck it on the back window of my truck. The trip back seemed like it took forever. Once we got home, we got the video of the whole trip uploaded to a CD. That White Castle trip was our first road trip together and boy, was it remarkable!!! When people ask us (still to this day), what is one of your favorite stories together, we tell them about the White Castle Road Trip to Satisfaction.
(37 Cravers Agree)
St. Louis , MD
I am originally from St Louis and grew up on White Castles. Back in 1984 I was stationed on a Canadian Government Island in British Columbia. It is run by the US Navy and the Canadian Navy for testing of underwater weapons. My family lived on a base in Washington State. The only way to my location was by float plane (Bush plane) and by helicopter.
One day, my father-in-law was coming to visit us from St. Louis on an early morning flight so I asked him to pick up (100) freshly-frozen White Castle Sliders on the way to the airport. When he got off the plane, my wife drove back to the base where a float plane took my White Castle Sliders to British Columbia. When the plane arrived, I had our helicopter pick up the Sliders and fly them to the island where I was working, in the control room.
Since being the only American on the island, I offered to my Canadian co-workers some of my White Castle Sliders before I started heating them up. Their original reaction to seeing a White Castle Slider for a first time was negative. However, once the aroma started permeating throughout the control center they all wanted a bite. Well after their first bite, the Canadians attacked my cache of White Castles like “Vultures on gut wagon.” All 100 Sliders were gone within 15 minutes, which could have been less if it were not for the time it took to microwave the frozen White Castles. Within only 12 hours, my White Castle Sliders traveled over 2,400 miles by car, plane, car (again), plane (again) and finally by helicopter.
(33 Cravers Agree)
Aransas Pass, TX
Due to growing up outside of Cincinnati, if I do not get a yearly White Castle fix, I develop the “shakes”! When I was an Anesthesia Resident in Pittsburgh, I often had to do organ harvest and transplant patients. Hence, I always carried in my briefcase a 3 inch wide roll of red tape that had bold print embossed upon it that read: “HUMAN ORGAN TRANSPLANT TISSUE”.
After my residency, I took a job in Utah (in order to ski, camp, and hike the Rockies) and I was very glad to be away from any transplants cases. I soon had to return to Cincinnati to attend a family funeral and took the opportunity to replenish my body with White Castles. In Utah, I also worked along side a surgeon that was also from the Cincinnati area and as a favor; I agreed to bring him back 100 fresh cooked White Castle Sliders.
Before returning to the airport for my return flight home, I picked up a Styrofoam cooler that I thought would either fit under my seat or in the overhead storage compartment. I went to a nearby White Castle, obtained 100 fresh cooked Sliders, packed them into the cooler, and topped it off with a slab of dry ice. I happily got onto my flight and went to my seat to stow the stash. Boy, was I wrong about them fitting anywhere on board!
After trying to store the prize without success, I decided to check in the loot. So I wrapped the cooler tight with what I had in my briefcase, the red tape that said “HUMAN ORGAN TRANSPLANT TISSUE.” I summoned a flight attendant for assistance. When she came to my seat, I told her I was bringing this carry-on back to a surgeon whom I work with and that it would not fit, I told her I’d be happy to pay to have it checked as luggage. She looked at the cooler and told me to wait there a minute and immediately went and talked to the other attendants at the front. She returned, asked me to gather all my stuff and to come to the front of the plane. I was thinking something was wrong and I was about to be expelled from the flight. She ushered me to the front where there were two empty first class seats and told me they were for the transplant and me.
I was about to explain but it was all I could do not to laugh as my White Castles were getting them (and me) a first class ride back to Utah. All went well on the return trip. I delivered the Sliders to my surgeon friend the next day in the O.R. and proceeded to tell the tale of how they returned. It has become a story that gets repeated whenever the subject of White Castle comes up.
(7620 Cravers Agree)
I am the original white castle fan. I am celebrating my 90th birthday this year along with White Castle! I was born in 1921, the year White Castle was founded.
I remember walking home from school when I was a little girl and spending my nickel, which I saved from lunch, in order to buy my favorite hamburger, White Castle Slider.
I start my New Year off every year with a White Castle just for good luck. Me and White Castle are still going strong, after all these years and for many more fond memories to come!
(55 Cravers Agree)
David is a journalist for the Troy Daily News and after writing a touching and personal article about his relationship with White Castle and his son, we felt an induction into the Cravers Hall of Fame was a natural fit. The following is the article David wrote in September of 2009:
The guy behind the counter thought my mother was one of two things – either joking or crazy. He was right on one account, at least. Make no mistake about it – my mother was, is and always will be crazy. Really, it’s one of her more endearing qualities. She was not, however, joking. When it comes to my family, White Castle hamburgers are not a joking matter. And that’s how, on the day after Christmas some 25 years ago (give or take), the entire Fong family ended up sitting at two tables in a White Castle hamburger joint in Cincinnati. With all seven of us there, my mother calmly walked up to the counter and ordered 100 White Castles. Yes, 100. What can I say? Gluttony is sort of a family tradition. White Castles have been a Fong family staple for as long as I can remember. Every time we hear there’s a new restaurant coming to Troy, we always cross our fingers and hope it’s a White Castle – in part because we’re tired of Huber Heights always having one up on us in the restaurant department, in part because we can’t get enough of them.
I’ve spent an entire lifetime gobbling up those delicious Sliders. Several years ago, I took my friends Randy and Hughes on their maiden voyage to White Castle. I remember placing my order – 15 White Castles and, in the interest of irony, a Diet Coke – and Randy looking at me and saying “You don’t have to order for us.” “Order for you?” I replied. “Those are for me.”
Thanks to the magic of the Internet, I never go to a new town without knowing if they have a White Castle or not. If they do, there’s probably a 99 percent chance I’m going to be dining there at some point during my stay. I’ve eaten burgers at just about every fast food restaurant in the Midwest and have yet to find any as delicious as the ones served up by White Castle. When I was in college at the Ohio State University, I made it a point to eat at White Castle at least once a week. After a night of pounding root beers, there’s nothing more delightful than a dozen or so Sliders. Ten years ago when my wife and I were looking for a venue for our wedding, I suggested we have a “White Castles White Wedding.” Had we been able to get the Catholic church to sign off on such a wedding at the time, I’m pretty sure it would have been a done deal.
Yeah, it’s sage to say I’ve invested thousands of dollars in the White Castle family. Which is why it brought me so much joy yesterday when I found out White Castle would be investing millions of dollars in my family. White Castle Systems CEO Bill Ingram and his wife, Marci, recently pledged a $10 million donation for collaborative autism research to Ohio State and Nationwide Children’s Hospital. The Ingrams know a thing or two about autism. Their 18-year-old son, Chris, was diagnosed with autism 14 years ago. At the time, doctors advised them to keep the issue quiet. Thanks to people like the Ingrams, autism no longer is an affliction to be kept in the dark. I should know. Tow years ago, our son, Maximilian, was diagnosed with autism. It’s incredible to think how much more help – and publicity – is available to us than there was for the Ingrams. Still, though, much about autism remains a mystery. We still don’t know its cause or how to stop it. Every dollar – particularly 10 million of them – raised helps.
Bless you, Bill and Marci Ingram, for giving my family delicious hamburgers for the past three decades – and giving us hope for the future.
(47 Cravers Agree)
East Prairie, MO
In 2005 I was deployed to Iraq where personal food was hard to get ahold of, especially good food. We had a PX a few blocks away from Camp Anaconda in Baghdad. I would go and literally buy cases of frozen White Castle Sliders and keep them in my room, cook them and take them on missions with me.
White Castle literally fed me the entire seventeen months I was away from my home and my family. I ate your Sliders every single day, sometimes twice a day. If it weren’t for White Castle, I don’t know that I would have made it. Thank you!
(29 Cravers Agree)
I enjoy White Castle so much that I eat at the Richmond, Kentucky Castle more than 300 days per year. About the only days I miss eating there are when I’m out of town on business (in cities where there are no White Castles) or on holidays with my family in Florida, where sadly, there are no White Castles. And I don’t do Krystal!!!
White Castle is my comfort food, and all my students joke about how my day is not complete unless I’ve been to White Castle at least once. I even have a sweatshirt that I had monogramed with "#1 Customer.” I also own a long sleeve shirt with the White Castle logo and my name on it and I have a ball cap too (of course).
I never get tired of White Castle, and when I come back on my vacations from Florida my first stop is—you guessed it—the Richmond, Kentucky White Castle. The manager Dale and his team know me so well, they start my order when they see me walk through the door. I am pretty sure I am the only non-employee to have my name on an ornament placed on the Christmas tree in the restaurant.
The Richmond, Kentucky Castle team is the greatest! Not to mention, the restaurant is always shiny and clean. I guess you could say I am a committed Craver, although some of my friends think I should be committed!
I am a college music professor for piano and music history, and I am a composer as well.. But it’s more common to see me in White Castle munching down on a Sack Meal number two with a coffee!