r.i.p. noho dq

This evening I spent some time in North Hollywood. Before meeting a friend I was planning to stop at the Dairy Queen, because I couldn't bear the thought of being near it and then not enjoying it! Especially since I complain about how inconvenient they are, and this is the only real DQ I know of in these parts (the rest are ones that share space with Orange Julius in malls).

Well, guess what. I get there and find that DQ is no longer. In its place is one of those damn overpriced yogurt shops. My heart was too broken to even bother giving them a chance, but I have to say they had more interesting flavor choices (including raspberry-pomegranate) than the other places I've seen.

one person's yuck is another's crack

For some reason the New York Times is covering the insane yogurt war happening in Los Angeles. Yes, Pinkberry (itself rumored to be an imitator) has many mimicking competitors. Last night I noticed that Orange Cream Frozen Yogurt is coming to Echo Park on Alvarado at Sunset. Please, I hope you put some sugar or some orange in that frozen yogurt. None of that sour stuff.

In the meantime, the Columbo frozen yogurt kiosk on campus remains my crack. It's unbelievably good (and non-fat). Diary Queen, always in my heart, is just not convenient for me out here.

the pinkberry fantasy is over

I know it probably seems like I start every blog about dessert with the following sentence, but it's true: I'm obsessed with frozen dairy products (the milk lobby should be so proud, really). So I finally went to try Pinkberry, since I noticed upon my return from Europe that one had opened on Vermont just north of Hollywood. Pinkberry's gimmick is plain or green tea frozen yogurt with fresh fruit toppings. I should have known it wasn't going to be good when my attempts to parallel park were comical. Film comical. I'm a good parallel parker, I swear!

Anyway, the "original" flavor is sour. Like bad milk sour. I may eat so much yogurt you'd think I was French, but I like it the American way with so much damn sugar in it that you have no idea that this is really some form of curdled milk. The green tea wasn't bad, but after tasting the original I couldn't stand to eat it. And for the price I'd rather go to Lucky Devils and get a hot fudge malt.