I Will be Your Öko Yono
Dear Öko,
I have never felt this way about fro-yo before, but I’m going to say it here and now for all the world to see: I love you. I love your tangy Greek frozen yogurt. I love your perfectly-diced strawberries. I love your sunflower seed countertops and your eco-cool vibe. I love those little baby cactuses on the shelf. But there is one thing I don’t love: the distance between us.
Öko, why are you so far away? You should be in Downtown Brooklyn. We need you desperately. Please, please open a store in our neighborhood! Park Slope isn’t close enough. I always come to you; it’s time for you to start coming to me. Don’t let our summer romance end when the chill of fall hits the air. Claim one of those cozy, empty storefronts on Court Street, and let’s settle in together for the winter. I’ll be waiting.
All my love,
Jenny
P.S. There is one more thing we need to talk about. You know how sometimes in a relationship as things start getting more comfortable, you sometimes stop trying so hard to impress? I have to be honest, those new corn spoons – they’re a little frumpy. Too plasticy, too sharp. You can leave those crummy corn spoons in Park Slope. Bring the potato spoons to Downtown Brooklyn!
- Share the love: Öko Yogurt & Tea, 152 Fifth Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11217
Lol!
Totally agree about Oko. I didn’t see what the fuss about Pinkberry was all about, but Oko’s got a mojo that has a major hold on me.
It’s probably better for my waistline that they’re not so close by, otherwise I’d be scarfing down those little cups of tangy goodness like it was going out of style.
Comment by Lance — August 3, 2007 @ 11:57 am