Confessions.

I cheated on my sister.

I know, I'm giving out all sorts of secrets, but it's a sad day when you double back on family. And, all in the name of yogurt.

My mom and I were at our new fancy mall, okay, so it's been fancy for awhile, we just hadn't been out there since they added Tiffany, Burberry, and other stores I'm too poor and un-stylish to even merit a second glance from the sales associate. Well, anyway, part of the addition was an awesome, practically gourmet food court. Alright, so there's a Subway....why does that dumb sandwich shop always ruin everything??

Walking past, we found a little self-serve yogurt bar. My sister recently opened a shop of her own so we decided we would do a little investigating. We looked at the toppings. Nothing to worry about...small selection, sad variety. Then as we were tallying the number of machines and checking out flavors the guy came around and asked if we wanted a sample. Now really, am I ever going to pass up a freebie??

I noticed they had a couple of what are called 'tart' flavors which are my sister's favorite of all the hundreds she'd tried so I wanted to sample that of course. It was DIVINE! Sweet, refreshing, with a little tart and tangy on the back end. DELISH! Even better than the plain was the BLUEBERRY TART!

Well, we went on our merry way around the mall and couldn't stop thinking about the tiny morsel of heaven we'd had earlier. So, we ended up back at the yogurt bar for a treat on our way out. The next day we were back at the mall for a "master class" I'll tell you about later, and would you know it, we weren't even hungry and stopped by for a yogurt!

So, sorry sista, I cheated. TWICE! Next time I have the craving for yogurt...which has been every day since I had it...I'll know it's worth every mile of the drive for some SCREAMIN' good YOGURT!