Frozen Yoghurt, Love at First Bite.

On a recent visit to Benidorm, I was encouraged by my fellow travel bloggers (specifically the Viennese contingent) to try frozen yoghurt. Not only is it not as unhealthy as ice cream, I was assured, but it’s also sold with a huge variety of fresh and puréed fruit making it positively healthy. With no less than three outlets in the town, all within a square radius of a few hundred metres of each other, I made a mental note to try it before I left.

As it turned out, events conspired to keep me away from the tantalising lure of Llaollao (yow-yow) until my very last night when, having opted for tapas in the old town, two of us felt the urge to finish our late supper off with a frozen yoghurt, provided there wasn’t a big queue. Considering it was around 11.30pm, you wouldn’t think that was much of a proviso however given the fact that throughout the last week I had not passed a Llaollao outlet that didn’t have a queue regardless of the hour, it might yet be a deal breaker.

We arrived at the first and largest of the outlets where the line was snaking out of the shop and threading its way between the tables and chairs of the neighbouring restaurant. A wide berth later we arrived at the second outlet where if anything, the line was even longer. As the third and final outlet was on the promenade of Levante Beach, I’d pretty much given up on my quest to taste frozen yoghurt when, joy of joys the line was only about a dozen people long and was moving quickly.

From my place in the queue I could see an amazing variety of fresh tropical fruit and purées and my informants had already told me I could have milk, dark or white chocolate sauce to go with them. By the time I got to the counter and spied the variety of nuts, muesli, chocolate chips, rice krispies and other toppings, each screaming ‘eat me’, I’d entered a decision-making impasse. In the long run, mindful of the fact that it was incredibly late to be putting my digestive system through its paces and I had a 4.30am call to get my flight home, I opted to go with just white chocolate. Try the product pure – ish, I reasoned.

Whilst I’m pretty certain that frozen yoghurt is as close to health food as say a deep fried salad and nothing that tastes this good can possibly be really healthy, even as I type the words and look at the photograph my gastric juices are flowing and I crave another hit. It was like a white chocolate-coated Greek yoghurt choc ice in a tub. Like ice cream, but better, with all the rich, creaminess of Greek yoghurt in frozen deliciousness. One bite and I was completely and hopelessly hooked.

So, Llaollao, please can you hurry up and open an outlet or three in my town? Even on my island would be a start. Until then, wherever I go I’m on a mission to find frozen yoghurt.

Andrea (Andy) Montgomery is a freelance travel writer and co-owner of Buzz Trips and The Real Tenerife series of travel websites. Published in The Telegraph, The Independent, Wexas Traveller, Thomas Cook Travel Magazine, EasyJet Traveller Magazine, you can read her latest content on Google+




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