I’ve always seen myself as a level-headed individual (although those who really know me would beg to differ), and I never thought I could be addicted to anything. Fads come and go. Interests constantly change… And then there was Yogurtland.
I’ve been to quite a few froyo joints, but this one’s by far the best one for me. The place is amazingly clean, despite the huge number of clients that constantly streamline through its doors from 11AM to 11PM (12MN on weekends). The staff are attentive, and then there’s the froyo… Twenty different flavors at any given time, perfect consistency, and the taste is ridiculously good! A myriad of amazingly fresh fruits and toppings that could “wow” even the most picky eaters: kiwi, strawberry, watermelon, mango, blueberry, blackberry, cantaloupe, honeydew, raspberry, banana, mango and strawberry flavor pearl bursts, Reese’s bites, mini Kisses, mini Reese’s cups, mini M&M’s, an assortment of gummies, cereals, nuts, mini brownie bites (regular, dark and blondies), chocolate wafer straws, candy sprinkles, mini cookies, Ghirardelli chocolate/caramel/strawberry syrups, whipped cream… I could just go on and on!
I tried quite a bit of combos, but my go to is just delish: French vanilla and fresh strawberry froyo, topped with a spoonful or two each of mango and strawberry flavor pearl bursts, kiwi, strawberry and cantaloupe, 2 choco wafer straws and 2 or 3 brownie bites. It may sound massive, but it tastes so darn good that I devour the whole thing in record time… And sometimes I get me some more… And I get one (or two) everyday… Sometimes another stop late at night. I know, I know… I’m a pig. But hey, if the pigout involves these kinda goodies then hell yeah!!!
I never once thought I could be an addict… but the addiction is definitely real. I am a Yogurtland froyo addict. No rehab necessary.