The winner of the fro-yo tasting is Pinkberry! Great texture with the right amount of tartness. I still have to give Red Mango another try just to be sure. I know a lot of people rave about Pinkberry, and it's really good, but Berripop here in Houston is just as good. If anything, I think I just may prefer Berripop a tad bit more. I just realized it's been quite some time since I've had me some yogurt. Sudden crave coming on.
It was time for battle of frozen yogurt. The runner up: Red Mango. Thinking back on my NYC trip, I don't think there was a time I was hungry. Rather, I was always full. One night, even though we were stuffed like silly, I insisted that we go get some frozen yogurt. I was not going to leave the city without trying some of that famous frozen yogurt. We found a Pinkberry that was right across the street from Red Mango. It's awesome when everyone is in a let's do it mode. So not only were we already full from dinner, we went and got some frozen yogurt, TWICE. Back to back! I felt that Red Mango, the originator, was not as good Pinkberry. But my taste test was flawed. I didn't order the same flavor at both places. I got the original at Pinkberry and by the time we went over to Red Mango, I just couldn't do it anymore and decided to settle on tasting the concoction that flowerchild ordered. Luckily, there are a bunch of Red Mango's popping up all over Texas. The one in Houston should be opening up in Rice Village in the near future. I think there's already one in the Woodland's. I can't wait to give it another try.
A slideshow of my leftover Keystone fotos. There's gonna be one more Keystone post and I'm saving the best for last. Keystone is not one of the nicer resorts and the whole place is ran by college kids. The thing that frustrated me to death was how no one there knew anything. If you asked a worker a question, it was almost as if they couldn't even understand me. I would have to explain something to them for thirty minutes before they were on the same page as me. Oh my lordy! Lay off the hash people! If you ever go to Keystone, make sure you get some pepperoni pizza from Pizza 101. It was one of the best pies I've had! I'm pretty sure we'll all be back to Keystone. It's one of those mountains that's the closest and most convenient for us Houstonians. It has night ski which helps to make the most of a weekend trip.
Petroleum Club of Houston
01.02.2010
No offense to any of the weddings that I have had the honor of already attending, but Quyen and Tommy's wedding was the most FUN wedding that I've been to. EVAR! You know how some weddings feel more like it was planned and executed as if it were a business proposition? Low overhead. High return. Queenie and Gau's wedding was all about the guests. They had open bar til 1am and an amazing 80's cover band! Mochi, flowerchild and I basically made it our night. Hah! We had approx 2.5-3 drinks before even sitting down at our table. I had quite the nice buzz going. It had only been two days since big poppa's b-day bash and I planned on drinking my share since I was a busy bee being the perfect hostess with the mostess. As the wedding party and family members were being introduced, everyone kept hushing us cos we were being obnoxiously loud. Hey! Blame it on the a a a a a alcohol. I'm such a loud and in yo face drunkard. And I tend to think that I'm just frackin' hilarious when I'm buzzing. I've already mentioned the incredible video that the bride and groom played for the guests. The low points were probably the food. Louisiana gumbo was waaaay too salty. The New York strip was barely average. I chose the kiddie entree since I don't beef. Chicken tenders!. There's no better drunk food. There was also a salad that I wolfed down that was pretty good. This is when you start missing all that great Kim Son food. Wedding cake was okay. I'm just not a fan of fruit filling. Once the routine rituals of a wedding reception were over and done with, it was time to dance! And oh did we dance! We sang. We danced. We, stole things? If we didn't have to meet our friend at Ei8ht, we would have stayed to the very end. The next day I realized something. The Petroleum Club of Houston is known for having an incredible view of downtown Houston. In my intoxicated state of mind, I paid it absolutely no attention. A view wasted indeed.
