This exchange has been the source of many a laugh since then, some at my expense, some at Katie's, but mostly at Austin's. However, this is a story about Houston's version of Pinkberry: it's called Berripop.
Located on Richmond near the movie theater that everyone loves to hate, this little fro-yo stop is unassuming in its strip-mall parking lot, but it is bold and bright inside.
The yogurt was cold, as was the A/C, but I didn't mind because the probiotics kept me warm. Check out these toppings, ladies!
So the next time some snobby New Yorker wants to get up in yo' business about living in Houston, you can tell them to suck it: we have our own Pinkberry, our own Thanksgiving Day Parade AND a Kolache Factory.
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