As you already know, I am a huge frozen yogurt fan. Remember when I introduced froyo to my Danish boyfriend, Sebastian? He said to me, “What is froyo?” My eyeballs popped out and I flared my nostrils when I heard this shocking discovery. I took him to Red Mango when he came to visit me in Seattle and he has since then become a froyo fan.
I’ve tried countless froyo places and even though frozen yogurt started off as a phenomenon in the States, I’ve never had better tasting frozen yogurt than at Frozz, in Amsterdam. They use Dutch yogurt and fresh toppings, and it makes all the difference. It’s flavorful, creamy, and natural. Now if only they expanded outside of the Netherlands!
There’s no frozen yogurt in Denmark (I will not count this place as a real frozen yogurt place), so when Sebastian and I went to Amsterdam this summer for Decibel, the first thing on our to-do list was to eat Frozz.
My sister reminded me that I could get it at the airport when we got off the plane (what better location, right?). She was the one who introduced me to Frozz, and we are BIG fans. Once during Christmas time, we bought ten Frozz “gift cards/certificates” (it was a 9 for 10 deal or something) all for ourselves…
It’s in a container! How cute!
They weren’t open yet when we arrived… I was sad for almost an hour until we made it out to the city and I made it my mission to find their new location in Amsterdam (they had recently moved… that’s right, I did my research).
It took a little bit of getting lost until we found Frozz at the top floor of a 6 story shopping mall (a quite fancy one), and I was finally able to satisfy my craving.
We were wandering the streets and saw Frozz in this contemporary concept store! This woman would not move out of the picture. I guess she was attracted to Frozz too?
I’ll be saving all the other fun stuff we did in Amsterdam for another post 🙂
Here is me getting more Frozz right before getting on the plane back to Copenhagen again… This time the container was open! I am not posing for this picture, I am smiling like an idiot because I was day dreaming about eating it.
Sebastian was excited too. He kept asking if he could eat it yet…
Nuh uh! …not before a quick photoshoot.
And that was our Frozz adventure. I wish it wasn’t only available in the Netherlands– or actually, if I was wishing for stuff, I wish I lived in Europe.
FROZZ EVERYDAY!!
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