This is the froyo of a woman who’s trying to cut, but is so, so weak.
3 oz of “tart”, with some fruit. Not cake batter. Not PB&J. No mochi or cheesecake or marshmallows.
I’m trying here, people.
“Long time no see.”
-Cashier at Yogurty’s
Apparently they’ve noticed the decrease in my froyo consumption. Win?
I told you guys a Yogurty’s opened up a block away from my house. It’s been an ongoing battle. Today, I lost. But trust me that for every time I give in, there are dozens of times I think to myself “I want froyo” and then go cook up some egg whites or something.
Crème brûlée frozen yogurt with strawberries, mochi and cheesecake pieces. Delicious.
SELF-SERVE FROYO in my CITY and my MOUTH!!!
Everybody knows that self-serve froyo is the best thing about the U.S.A.; something my friends and I enjoy almost daily when visiting Vegas, LA, even Hawaii. But now, there’s YOGURTY’S, with 13 brand new locations in Toronto alone, one of which is a 5min walk from my house.
As I stuffed my face with a combination of Red Velvet, Butter Pecan and Banana Split froyo, topped with who knows what, I turned to Nick and declared that I’ll be staying in a Muscle Gain phase for as long as possible.
Doubt I’ll do a single leg work out this summer that doesn’t get followed up with froyo.



