After the game I got back into my usual routine and played some FIFA until we got hungry. I had seen a 'Whitecastle' drive in place down the road on my way into NYC the other day, I hadn't ever had a Whitecastle burger and proposed the idea to Tommy. He was up for it too so we drove over and picked up a thing called a 'crave box' it was a big box containing thirty little burgers. If anybody doesn't know what Whitecastle is like, they specialise in really small burgers or cheeseburgers with chopped onions and what appeared to be relish. The burgers are only about five centimetres in diameter and the actual patty is like a solid piece of what us English call corned beef. It wasn't a regular burger patty, and I think they are steamed. The burgers didn't exactly taste amazing but they hit the spot, well after eating about ten of them, they are not filling at all and really addictive. I have been told a few bad stories by different people about negative experiences of eating Whitecastle burgers, most of which resulted in them getting a bad case of the shits. After eating my quota of burgers and getting beaten by Tommy, he dropped me off home and I went to bed. I felt fine the next day, didn't have an upset tummy or anything.