Don’t Believe the Hype
I said that i would try it once, i did it, and it didn’t dissappoint, depending on how you look at it. Joy and I went out to breakfast this Sunday out in Venice Beach at the French Market and split a croquette monsieur and some french onion soup. It was quite nice eating out doors with fellow Angelenos, enjoying the sun, and the breeze. After what was actually lunch we walked down Abbot Kinney to buy some flowers, and strolled down the art district. We happened to pass by a Pinkberry that had no line so i broke down and went inside for a tasting. We ordered a small vanilla, with mango topping, and got a sample of the green tea variety. The green tea in one word i would say was “Sucked Ass.” The vanilla with mango was alright, a bit tangy with a definite taste of yogurt. Although I still don’t know what the hell all these freaks waiting in line are thinking.
To run down some other desserts worth getting, Churros at Literatti II, and Papa Beards Cream puffs, thumbs up. Cupcakes eh, i’ll pass, my sister makes better ones, even when she forgets to put in the oil.