New York City, NY

Pinkberry.. A national phenomenon, it’s all the rave… even those girls from the Hills go there.. Don’t ask me how I know that. I decided to wait until all the craziness died down a bit and give my unbiased review of the place. And here we go…

Outside of Pinkberry

The various toppings.. (the fruity pebbles caught my eye)

There was a lot of hype before my first visit to Pinkberry. Many friends swore by it (the way people were when Starbucks was all the rave).. and some friends gave me their honest opinion, they felt it was an “aquired taste”.

the final product (original and green tea yogurt swirl)

When I first tasted it, I expected euphoria.. I expect to have that “Ratatouille” moment where fireworks were bursting all over my senses.. But alas, I was let down. The taste is interesting.. did I love it? no.. did I hate it? no.. it was different and in my judgment, not worth all of the publicity that it’s been getting. And even in the harsh cold of a New York City winter.. people still jam into Pinkberry for their fruit topped frozen yogurt cups. Who am I to stop them? If you enjoy something, no one can tell you not too.. But don’t freak out when people don’t feel the same way…

How do you feel about Pinkberry?