This is one of those places where you go in and squirt your own frozen yogurt into a cup, and then put toppings on it from a salad-bar like arrangement of cups full of everything from fruit to gummi bears. It's probably worth going once to experience the futuristic lineup of ice cream nozzles on the wall and the little teevee screens showing you what the flavor is. And I'm sure kids would love it because you can get your huge cup of ice cream and throw enough sugar in there to pretty much kill you instantly. That said, even though I hold froyo to a much lower standard than I do real ice cream, this was not that good. It tasted like something you'd make with a chemistry set. It didn't help that the dark chocolate was screwed up and would barely come out of the machine, so my planned dark chocolate/tahitian vanilla mix ended up nearly all "vanilla". I'll probably go back sometime after giving them a chance to work out the kinks but I have to say, if I'm going to take on the calories that go with ice cream I'd rather head over to Cold Mountain Creamery for a real scoop in a cone.