Yogurt Queen

Horrible product and completely over priced. Very litte verity in flavors and toppings, and poorly kept indoor seating area.

I wish I could give zero stars. I’ve gone here a couple times and never once had a positive experience. Each time I have gone there was a sign on the door saying ‘call this phone number for service’. Then a woman runs over to unlock the shop and stays there duration of the visit then runs out and locks it again. This is awful service. They probably lose out on so many customers. I understand they also run Pizza Queen (which is equally as bad) but if you can’t run both businesses well, you shouldn’t have them. Also, the fruit had been sitting out for very long that it seemed to be rotting. It was very dingy inside and the lady was pushing us out with her death glares. It is also VERY expensive and they charge much extra for credit. I don’t understand how they are still in business.

Lots wrong here. The place was super hot in the middle of summer. The nice guy at the counter said he couldn’t control the AC. Half of the yogurt machines were not operating. Most of the toppings were melted together. Even the whipped cream was warm. We proceeded anyway, but ended up throwing out our very expensive yogurt. I gave it two stars because the guy tried. I don’t think he was the owner.

This place is hilarious. Mostly because it seems to be run HORRIBLY. Is that not hilarious to you? I guess it wouldn’t be to must folks. Just read on.
My best friend and I bopped over for some froyo and were greeted by a sign directing us to retrieve the Yogurt Queen employee from Pizza Queen. My friend was automatically turned off by this, but me? I couldn’t help but think, «Something hilarious is bound to happen.» So, we decided to adventure forth in search of the missing yogurt connoisseur!
Apparently he had noticed us standing in front of Yogurt Queen, but had decided to wait for us to walk down toward him so that he could ask, «You guys want some yogurt?» It felt like a sketchy drug deal, but with froyo.
We awkwardly told him that yes, we did indeed care for froyo, and followed him back down to Yogurt Queen. He unlocked the doors and stationed himself at the cash register and immediately began texting on his phone. My friend and I checked out the selection, and a few more folks wandered in (you’re welcome and I’m sorry, by the way, to both the owner and the customers).
My friend went for the cheesecake flavored froyo and added granola. I went for the vanilla and just threw on some oreo cookie pieces, even though they did have an oreo cookie froyo flavor. The selection wasn’t great. The fruit had been sitting out and was not at all appealing. The counter had food splattered around it. The froyo itself was okay, not great. I don’t know. It wasn’t satisfying. It was lame. My toppings had been limited – I just went for the cleanest looking one!
I’m pretty sure he overcharged me, $ 6? Really??? I couldn’t help but notice the price kept switching between customers, and I sincerely do not think it had anything to do with the weight or what had been put on the customer’s froyo. It sounded a lot like teenage upcharging and pocketing to me. I know how kids roll. I have friends who were shitheads back in their younger days and used to skim a couple bucks from folks at local sandwich and pizza shops. I HATE THOSE KIDS. Maybe I’m making an assumption. Maybe I shouldn’t go making any false accusations on Unilocal,but it’s just the feeling I got. Just be aware, I suppose. That’s all I’m saying.
The best part of the payment process? Before he actually put my froyo on the little scale and addressed me, he had to wrap up a telephone conversation with his coworker (maybe brother or relative), «I don’t give a shit if you have plans, I have plans too. You need to come down here. I’m all by myself. I got stuff to do.» Because standing and chatting in front of Pizza Queen with your buddy is more important than doing your actual job. I see where your priorities are, man. He didn’t seem too pleased with my friend and I for sticking around and eating our froyo inside. It was hella blustery that Saturday and the shop was warm. He continued to text and brood until the coworker popped into the shop, relinquishing the snotty froyo employee from his post. Needless to say we saw him chatting with some bros in front of Pizza Queen on our way out. I will mention that the second employee was polite, smiled, and greeted us as he came in.
Won’t be coming back here again due to the limited toppings and mediocre froyo. The service can suck it too.
I will consider coming back here when and only if I’m drunk and won’t stop talking about how I NEEEEEED froyo.

The two stars is for the yogurt itself. It wasn’t bad (I went with the strawberry). However, the toppings were so disappointing. There was NO fresh fruit at all so I opted for chocolate covered raisins — they were hard as a rock stale. After reading the other review I am glad I was paying cash — and there is definitely some kind of issue with credit cards because before I even fixed my yogurt he asked me if I had cash.
I would say this place is a seedy Froyo World wanna be and I will not return!

I went here recently to feed a froyo craving, and was met with frosty disappointment!
First off, the store was open, but locked – there was a sign on the door directing me to go to the pizza place a couple doors down to get service. I found this a teensy bit annoying – I mean, staff your store, dudes!
I did as directed, and an employee let me into the YG so I could do my froyo thing. As we entered the store, the smell of lemon cleaning product totally assaulted my senses. It was so overwhelming that when sampling a couple of the froyo flavors, all I could taste was the lemon. (Sidebar: the froyo is tasty, hence the 2 stars.)
The next bummer was the toppings bar. They had a wide selection, but they were completely out of fresh fruit toppings (which was exactly what I had been wanting). Sure it was late (about 9:30pm), but they were open till 11 that night. You gotta refresh!
Finally, I go to pay for my treat, and we have to go BACK down the street to the pizza place so I can pay with my card. Seriously!!! And there’s an upcharge because I’m not paying in cash [NAIL IN COFFIN].
I thought it would be fun to check out the PVD froyo competition, but after this series of irritations, I’ll be sticking to more tried-​and-​true treateries!

Tasty, but I swear they overcharged me the last two times I went there. Now I won’t go back.