I like Yogurt Time. I've gone through many of their customer loyalty cards. But this visit (Tuesday 2/20) was a bummer. It was 11:00 a.m. and the "Open" sign in the window was lit up. Parked across the street and walked over to find the door locked. No sign of anybody in the store. Sign on the door says they open at 11:00. Jiggled the door to make noise but nobody comes out from the back room. Gave up at 11:07 and walked away.
Madison
Always great flavors and toppings!
Atmosphere: 5
Food: 5
Service: 5
Ken P.
The shop was extremely clean. I like the Pom sorbet and there were people getting yogurt. The parking felt safe at night. I really enjoyed it. Thanks.
Mary Blakely Heuer
Wonderful choice for summertime
Kristopher Theilen
Yummy.
Liz Stringfellow
A sign on the door says closed until spring and to visit the location on summerfield Road.
Ryan Cooper
You come to the heavy glass door, feeling the weight of your decision, knowing it was right. You earned this, you tell yourself. The day was long, and the challenges were many. So you heave that door open, and walk in, intensely conscious of the gravitic decisions to be made, just ahead. Without pause, you whip your head to the right, and behold an abundant, neatly stacked pile of paper cups, beckoning you. Your cup may be either conspicuously yellow, or not yellow; but either way, Its' destiny and yours are now intertwined. Unhesitatingly, and with the same air of confidence that you used to throw open that hefty door, you proceed to grab the smooth, bulbous handle, give it an authoritative yank, and hearing the characteristic low rumble you coil an intimate quantity of yogurts into said cup. You are not certain if the pineapple whip is going to mingle well with dutch chocolate. But, like an entitled 18th century imperialist, unabashedly mixing cultural traditions; unencumbered by convention, you sail into the dark and swirling waters of terra incognita, and never look back. The yogurt is in that cup now, and that cup is in your hand. But now, tempted by myriad bins of crumpled oreos, brilliantly-hued hard candies and gummy creatures, you demure, and realizing you are a grown up now, and yogurt is refined! Not some childish Halloween fantasy! you instead sprinkle some nuts on that majestic heap. Lots of nuts! But not just any nuts, Almonds! That king of nuts! You feel a sudden rush of pomposity and righteousness. You chose nuts. But then, looking down, horrified, you realize that your yogurt resembles that of a bitter, old, sad and shriveled codger, who has lost all sight of joy, beaten down by life, choosing only the most conservative of toppings from some long begotten era, self-flagelating upon the altar of righteous maturity. So, unbroken in spirit, with a renewed sense of purpose, you toss back the metal hood of that last refrigerated topping bin, scoop a healthy portion of tiny colorful juice balls on your now nearly full cup, and top it with a slightly dessicated brownie square. Now you think, now my yogurt is complete, a true expression of my triumphant vanquishment of those innermost fears and reservations, a reflection of my worth as can only be embodied by a mushy frozen confection. Still basking in that ebullient glow, you pay at the counter, marveling at the density and weight of that ephemeral creation, unspoilt in it's aesthetic symmetry and form. So enamored by your creation, you nearly walk out without even a thought of napkins or a spoon, but the clerk reminds you; for what is it, if not to eat? You've made it, and now... now you will eat it. And it will be good.
Isabella Whooley
Very clean, attentive & helpful staff.
Surgeon C.
Bomb because the food is great . Be I love it so much . Cold great snacks . And good vibe overal
I haven’t gone yet but I will go tomorrow. Really excited, yogurt time never lets me down!!!!!!! Expect to see two stamps on this card tomorrow.Edit: didn’t end up going, stamp card still only has one.
Jaclyn M.
You can never go wrong with froyo! It's the cure for all things - well most things ;) S E R V I C E: When things first started opening up after Covid, staff had to make our frozen yogurt cups for us. It was a little awkward - but we had to do what we had to do. Now, thank goodness - it's back to self serve and you don't have to feel guilty about asking one of the staff members to put more m&m's in your cup! F O O D: It's Froyo. Delicious frozen yogurt, and they always have great options and their staple flavors. I usually get Fancy Vanilla and Caramel topped with heath bars and circus animal cookies! They have many toppings available, and the fruits are fresh. O V E R A L L: Locations do vary, but this spot is our go to and they never disappoint!
Gary Estes
Will it a treat for your special desires
Jeannette Moe
The staff is always nice. Store is clean and neat. lots of fun topping!
Barbara Baxley
They are allowing customers to fill their own cups. It was a little messy, and the yogurt was very soft.
I like Yogurt Time. I've gone through many of their customer loyalty cards. But this visit (Tuesday 2/20) was a bummer. It was 11:00 a.m. and the "Open" sign in the window was lit up. Parked across the street and walked over to find the door locked. No sign of anybody in the store. Sign on the door says they open at 11:00. Jiggled the door to make noise but nobody comes out from the back room. Gave up at 11:07 and walked away.
Always great flavors and toppings!
Atmosphere: 5
Food: 5
Service: 5
The shop was extremely clean. I like the Pom sorbet and there were people getting yogurt. The parking felt safe at night. I really enjoyed it. Thanks.
Wonderful choice for summertime
Yummy.
A sign on the door says closed until spring and to visit the location on summerfield Road.
You come to the heavy glass door, feeling the weight of your decision, knowing it was right. You earned this, you tell yourself. The day was long, and the challenges were many. So you heave that door open, and walk in, intensely conscious of the gravitic decisions to be made, just ahead. Without pause, you whip your head to the right, and behold an abundant, neatly stacked pile of paper cups, beckoning you. Your cup may be either conspicuously yellow, or not yellow; but either way, Its' destiny and yours are now intertwined. Unhesitatingly, and with the same air of confidence that you used to throw open that hefty door, you proceed to grab the smooth, bulbous handle, give it an authoritative yank, and hearing the characteristic low rumble you coil an intimate quantity of yogurts into said cup. You are not certain if the pineapple whip is going to mingle well with dutch chocolate. But, like an entitled 18th century imperialist, unabashedly mixing cultural traditions; unencumbered by convention, you sail into the dark and swirling waters of terra incognita, and never look back. The yogurt is in that cup now, and that cup is in your hand. But now, tempted by myriad bins of crumpled oreos, brilliantly-hued hard candies and gummy creatures, you demure, and realizing you are a grown up now, and yogurt is refined! Not some childish Halloween fantasy! you instead sprinkle some nuts on that majestic heap. Lots of nuts! But not just any nuts, Almonds! That king of nuts! You feel a sudden rush of pomposity and righteousness. You chose nuts. But then, looking down, horrified, you realize that your yogurt resembles that of a bitter, old, sad and shriveled codger, who has lost all sight of joy, beaten down by life, choosing only the most conservative of toppings from some long begotten era, self-flagelating upon the altar of righteous maturity. So, unbroken in spirit, with a renewed sense of purpose, you toss back the metal hood of that last refrigerated topping bin, scoop a healthy portion of tiny colorful juice balls on your now nearly full cup, and top it with a slightly dessicated brownie square. Now you think, now my yogurt is complete, a true expression of my triumphant vanquishment of those innermost fears and reservations, a reflection of my worth as can only be embodied by a mushy frozen confection. Still basking in that ebullient glow, you pay at the counter, marveling at the density and weight of that ephemeral creation, unspoilt in it's aesthetic symmetry and form. So enamored by your creation, you nearly walk out without even a thought of napkins or a spoon, but the clerk reminds you; for what is it, if not to eat? You've made it, and now... now you will eat it. And it will be good.
Very clean, attentive & helpful staff.
Bomb because the food is great . Be I love it so much . Cold great snacks . And good vibe overal
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I haven’t gone yet but I will go tomorrow. Really excited, yogurt time never lets me down!!!!!!! Expect to see two stamps on this card tomorrow.Edit: didn’t end up going, stamp card still only has one.
You can never go wrong with froyo! It's the cure for all things - well most things ;) S E R V I C E: When things first started opening up after Covid, staff had to make our frozen yogurt cups for us. It was a little awkward - but we had to do what we had to do. Now, thank goodness - it's back to self serve and you don't have to feel guilty about asking one of the staff members to put more m&m's in your cup! F O O D: It's Froyo. Delicious frozen yogurt, and they always have great options and their staple flavors. I usually get Fancy Vanilla and Caramel topped with heath bars and circus animal cookies! They have many toppings available, and the fruits are fresh. O V E R A L L: Locations do vary, but this spot is our go to and they never disappoint!
Will it a treat for your special desires
The staff is always nice. Store is clean and neat. lots of fun topping!
They are allowing customers to fill their own cups. It was a little messy, and the yogurt was very soft.