i’m not a big frozen yogurt fan. this place may change my way of thinking
– ewww… frozen yogurt
– wow… 5 bucks for glorified ice cream
– where the white people at?
jennifer and i came here when it first opened. we were actually looking for the peach house on valley, missed it and came here instead.
i’ve never really liked frozen yogurt. now that i think about it, i don’t even know how jennifer convinced me to even try peach house out. i had pinkberry last year and i thought it turned me off to frozen yogurt forever.
we might’ve quite possibly have been one of pinGo’s very first costumers. when we first walked in, they looked at us almost in surprise. it was to the point that while we were eating, they turned on the music for us.
the first time i got it, the topping i got was fruity pebbles. now i usually get a berry of some sort. i don’t particularly like berries. (i only like strawberries in ice cream). jennifer gets the green tea with mochi.
what i like about pinGo that i don’t like about pinkberry, is that the yogurt is more milky and ice cream-like. pinkberry tends to be a little tart. add in the fruit and it become sour. pinGo seems to be a nice blend.
two yogurts, (one original medium with one topping, and one flavored with one topping) comes out to about 8 bucks. pretty pricey for a nice midday treat. the ambiance (pronounced: om-bee-ah-nce) is always friendly and cheery.
– good dessert
– friendly service
– easy parking
– compared to other desserts, it’s expensive
– sometimes hard to find seating
– kind of in the middle of no where
will i go back? i’ve probably been there at least once already
do i recommend it? yes – honestly, this is the only frozen yogurt i enjoy and i have to admit i sometimes crave. frozen yogurt, however, is a fad, and i don’t know how long it’ll last in me.
(side note – jennifer and i DID find the peach house the week after, and the yogurt is like pinkberries yogurt. not a big fan of that)
78 W. Union Street
Pasadena, California 91103
i’ve been here before. like king taco and surf store, the kitchen is on the outskirts of old town pasadena. if you’re looking for it, you’ll probably never see it.
– what a rustic (..or is it rusty) sign
– oy, i hate reverse parallel parking.
– lime in diet coke makes it taste better
i’ve always loved the kitchen. it’s one of the few sit-down type restaurants that i’ve actually recommended to people. oddly enough, i’ve only been to the restaurant a few times. i usually order the same things
this time, jennifer and i started off with the garlic cheese bread. i’m a sucker for garlic. i’m a sucker for cheese. i’m a sucker for bread. put it all together, and i’m a sucker. i’ve never had this before, but i might come back just for it.
whenever i come to the kitchen, i order the 7 topping deep dish pizza. problem with the pizza is that it takes a year to make, especially if the restaurant is packed. luckily, jenn and i came on a moderately empty day. the pizza came in about 20 minutes.
this pizza, however, was not up to par. as a pizza connoisseur, (i can safely assume in the last 3 years, i’ve eaten more pizza than any one except possibly pizza workers) the pizza was just too much topping, not enough pizza.
it almost felt like i was eating one of those nasty vegetable lasagnas. usually this place is good. today, the kitchen is just making me look bad in front of jennifer.
for appetizers, a pizza and drinks for 2 people, it came out to mid 20 dollars which is a relatively good price for a higher dining experience.
– nice service
– i wouldn’t feel weird in semi-formal attire
– a couple extra bucks for parking
– good food, usually
will i go back? once in a while, maybe once a year
do i recommend it? i’d say, it’d be a good date place if you want a lot of time to talk. one busy night, i recall waiting 45 minutes for the pizzas. the pizzas themselves seem to be hit or miss. when they’re hits, they’re really good.
for a week, this occurred and i didn’t think much of it. that was until the day jonathan freaked out when he looked into my dodger ball. there, under the tiny styrofoam lid of my worn down jack-in-the-box antenna ball lived a relatively large spider.
he lay there, completely still through out the day and held on to dear life whenever i drove the freeway. people would always ask why just didn’t get rid of it. but other than the dead flies that gathered on my windshield in the morning, what had the spider done to me?
he stayed with me for two weeks until one day, he decided to climb down my antenna and into my trunk. i helped him from my trunk to the floor and i watched him walk away.
his life is probably easier now. he doesn’t have to deal with the stress of having to make a fresh web every night… but the stories he could tell his friends….