This morning arrived early cold and windy. As some say around these parts ‘The wind is
wild lazy, it goes through you rather than around you!’ This was definitely one of those winds. As I stretched heading for the car I lamented
the fact that it was also the morning Twinkle wanted to go shopping for a
dress for an upcoming wedding.
hoping Bangor might provide a quick solution.
As we drove down Hamilton Road without having even started shopping I
was thinking about coffee. A cheeky
thought hit as out of the corner of my eye I seen the welcoming lights of a new
wee coffee/dessert shop that I had heard so much about called ‘The Yogurt Tree’.
the estate agents next to the shop. I
pulled the car up like we were on a drugs raid. As we stopped abruptly Twinkle looked surprised but with an accompanying mischievous smile made it
obvious that we had had the same thought.
and smelt. The place was spotless and
fresh and with it came the warm smile of a staff member. I looked longingly at
the frozen yogurt machines as I read the alluring labels of mint aero, biscotti,
vanilla and Nutella amongst others. As I approached the counter the scones did
a dance as their aroma seduced me. My conscience
told me that at 11.00 it was too early for frozen yogurt yet amazing as the
scones looked and smelt I knew they too weren’t for me. Then like heaven being unveiled a staff
member brought out iced cinnamon rolls, BINGO! I ordered straight away looked
forward to the accompanying Latte I had asked for too. As you do I also noted the free Wi-Fi, logged
in and to my joy found it swift and easily accessed.
drop dead gorgeous… As I munched I loved
the choice of music and the engaging décor around the place. I particularly lighted the space were
customers could leave messages for friends they knew would visit. Someone has obviously put a lot of thought
into this place. As our visit came to an end I again looked longingly at the frozen
yogurt machines… maybe next time.