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Yogurtland, located on lower State Street, has all the kiddies in a tizzy. All the adults as well. With its sixteen flavors to choose from and its forty eight fresh toppings to decorate with, it’s no wonder people everywhere are going on frozen yogurt diets. I’ve considered cutting out whole foods entirely, simply because the yogurt is not only healthy, but because of the variety. So many choices. So many ways to mix and match. Every visit is a new adventure.
It seems every time I walk through the big glass door, there’s a line for days. Customers are bouncing off each other as they shout for more taster cups. Inch by inch I creep towards the wall of silver levers. There are only two sizes. Small and large. The water fountain has strawberries bobbling on top. The people are buzzing, anxiously awaiting their turn at the wall. I grab a cup, size small, and bee-line to the Original Tart. Tangy goodness.
They don’t warn you ahead of time, so here’s my cautionary note to you; be careful. You’re paying by the ounce, and not by the size, so it’s quite easy to get carried away. Yogurtland definitely has the cheapest of all frozen yogurts in town, but it’s still so simple to go overboard with the choices and walk out the door with a hole in your pocket. Most often, I’m able to get away with spending 3 to 5 dollars. The quantity and quality of the product far outweigh the price. But alas, be careful.
I’ve picked up my size small cup, and filled it half way with tangy original tart. Now for the toppings. I’m a creature of habit so, as usual, I go for the fruit. The fresh fruit. Chopped and chilled to perfection. The fruit lies there in the small square bins, beckoning me gently. The sweets are there too, next in line, screaming at me, but I only hear the whispers of the sweet natural sugars. For now.
Kiwi. Strawberry. Blueberry. Those are my treats of choice. They dwell among a crowd of bananas, mangoes, raspberries, blackberries, cherries, and several other fruity goodies.
As I progress through the line, I try to ignore the shrill shouts of the mini cheesecake bits. I’m often successful, but this time I reach out, grab the small plastic scoop and lean in to pick the best morsels. I nearly smash my face on the fogged up sneeze guard but I’m able to halt my excitement just in time to avoid collision.
Cheesecake morsels. Frosted animal cookies. Gummi bears. Cookie dough. Sprinkles. Candy bar bits. You name it, Yogurtland’s got it, minced up nicely, just begging for permission to throw themselves all over your fresh frozen yogurt.
Yogurtland is the perfect first date as their café area provides ample opportunity for get to know you convo. The prime location also makes for a nice stroll through downtown Santa Barbara. Croon and swoon and window shop your little heart out as each bite melts in your mouth. I take myself on solo dates there quite frequently.
Yogurtland is also the perfect place to take your whole family after a matinee movie. It’s located just across the street from the theater. Talk about the show as you experience the cool creamy goodness slithering down your throat.
Treat yourself. Treat your friends. Treat your sweetheart. Treat your family.
Go to Yogurtland and dance on the cool tile floor. Twirl your way through the quickly moving line. Prance down the catwalk of toppings. And pirouette at the cash register as they tell you the jaw-droppingly cheap price.
And don’t forget to grab your bubblegum pink biodegradable spoon as you leap out the door.
You rule at Yogurtland.