My late father was born and raised in Indiana, and one of his favorite things in the world was White Castles. When he picked up and moved to the South for his job (Florida, then Georgia), he didn’t miss the Midwest’s winters, but he sure as heck missed the White Castles...Krystals just didn’t fill the void for him.
I still try to stop by there when we are back within range of a W.C. There is nothing like that out here in Arkansas :(