That's What Wendy Said: The First Scoop!

Today was a momentous day in the History of Wendydom. I was the FIRST person to be served Pinkberry in London.

This momentous occasion was met with a bit of nostalgia and homesickness. I am originally from Orange County, CA and although I moved away for undergrad (and then spent a year in New York after), I went to law school in Malibu. Most of my friends and family (and my doggie) are still in the SoCal area, and I miss it dearly. There is a lifestyle out there that you can't find anywhere else.

What the British call summer, I call winter. Working out isn't just for health - it is a social occasion as well. Rain is a perfectly good excuse to cancel plans. Tan isn't something you get on holiday - it's something you get because your sun roof was open.

Pinkberry opened in West Hollywood in 2005, and spread quickly through SoCal. It was a part of my everyday life when living in LA for law school. My sister would sing the Pinkberry song as we drove with the windows rolled down to have it for a snack (and sometimes a meal if we weren't that hungry). I would meet my girlfriends for some Pinkberry rather than coffee, I would stop by after the gym... as you can see I have many memories of Pinkberry.

You can imagine my excitement when I heard that it was opening out here in London - especially at one of my fave places to shop, Selfridges! I've had August 3rd in my calendar for a couple weeks, and when I heard that it was opening at 7:30 am, I decided that it would make the perfect breakfast before work. Think about it: calcium and fruit. This is clearly a no-brainer.

This morning I made it to the Promised Land (Selfridges) via my chariot (94 bus). I crossed various obstacles (Hyde Park) and my reward was plentiful (delicious).

I was the first to step foot on the pink carpet and stared down the Pinkberry workers for a good 20 minutes until they opened the door. Once the doors opened, I ran straight for one of the happy workers behind the counter and got a small coconut with strawberries, granola, and pineapple. (NOTE: Why no green tea flavour? Where did that go?!) A photographer was taking pictures of my wide grin ordering and receiving the swirly goodness that was my brekkie, and I later found some of them on facebook (click to: Pinkberry UK Album).

As I was on my way out the door, I had to videotape a song that literally almost brought tears to my eyes. As I mentioned, my younger sister sang the Pinkberry song when we were on our way there, and hearing a chorus of Brits singing it 6,000 miles away made me miss her and the rest of my friends and family so much!

Enjoy the pix below, and if I end up finding more I will post. I'm looking forward to new memories with new girlfriends at Pinkberry here in London! Xx!

The Pink Carpet (and please note the "Now Open" sign)!