The Berry Twist

I was waiting in line and some other girl walked up to the ice cream display and asked to order. They took her order even though I was waiting in the section that says «order here». I ordered the purple cow. She gave me two scoops. Is it not possible to order one scoop in a cup? It was overpriced and nothing I’d want to eat again.

I came here on a Saturday. So obviously Quincy market was packed. I was in the mood for some ice cream. The ice cream was okay. Ice cream is ice cream. I gave this place a one star because of their service. I was waiting in line and the employee screamed NEEXXTTT!!! So I went on to tell them my order and they were talking to one of their friends behind me. Totally ignoring me. Then they said «what did you want» I told them at least three times and she still didn’t get it right. One scoop of pistachio and one scoop of cookie dough on a waffle bowl. How hard is that. Any way I went to pay with my card and they were laughing as they swept my card through like 20 times. I would not go back. Waste of my money. These kids need to learn some serious work ethics because they were completely disrespectful.

Rude service. Rude enough for me to retract my order before it even took place. Go elsewhere for yogurt.

*mint chocolate chip (not bad; the texture was alright, the fro yo itself didn’t have too much mint flavor which was weird but the dark chocolate chips were really good!!! Huge chunks of chocolate, which was honestly the best part of it)
*Pistachio (eh, it was alright. I think pistachio is better off as a gelato or ice cream flavor, not fro yo)
We went to the one in Quincy Market and we had to stop by because their display was so cute! I wish their products tasted as good as the display made it look. Haha. It was overall ok but I would never eat there again.

Man, Faneuil Hall. My least favorite part of Boston. Never do you disappoint in your ability to disappoint and/​or annoy me.
Except on St. Patty’s, because that day is the exception to the rule in a big and awesome way.
Anywho, my boss sent me out to pick up some frozen yogurt, and using my handy Unilocal!iphone app, I discerned that I would have to go into the belly of the beast. Allegedly, there’s a Sprinkles in there somewhere. Of course, upon arriving at the town’s tourist trap, it was nowhere to be found. Coming from Congress Street, you have to get halfway down the brick walkway before you hit anything like a map. The map said it was in the Market Building (someplace I stringently avoid above all other locales in this mini-​mall), so in I went.
The Market Building is impossible. Two narrow aisles, to your left and your right, populated with all kinds of snack shacks that each have their own little signs. For those nearsighted among us, you just have to wander down until you see what you want.
Maybe they built it that way on purpose.
I stopped at The Berry Twist because, hello, end goal! They offer both hard and soft-​serve frozen yogurt, as well as chocolate-​covered strawberries, caramel apples of all sorts, and smoothies. I like all of those things! What I didn’t like was a) the build-​up, as documented heretofore in the preceding paragraphs and b) the price. I paid over $ 15 for two small frozen yogurts with one topping each. My topping of choice was blueberry, of which I received ten. Yes, of course I counted. And they tasted kind of funny. Like freezer burn or cleaner or something.
Yes, of course I still ate them.
I’m sure that like all FH venues, they make hella dollaz off the tourists who will only visit once (probably some time this summer) and not mind paying so much because it’s vacation, it’s hot out, and it shuts their kids up. But speaking solely as a local, COME ON.

Chocolate covered strawberries that rival Godiva. Yeah, I said it.