(The following is a compensated review from BlogHer and Fage. With that said, they did NOT tell me what to write, nor did they ask me to capture anything on video. Disclaimers are awkward, aren’t they?)
The day after Girl Scout cookie season ended, I received an e-mail from BlogHer asking if I was interested in trying Fage yogurt and writing up a review. I had just eaten four boxes of cookies with absolutely zero assistance. Yes. I am definitely interested in trying Fage yogurt.
I am now sidetracked, so bear with me: When I was in college, my best friend introduced me to the joy of dipping french fries into soft serve ice cream. We would sit outside in October after our political science class and catch the drips from our cones with fries, and really: You should try it. She also told me that chicken nuggets are best when smothered in honey. And she was right. (She also once shared a double bacon double hamburger pizza with me. After that, we both died of heart failure. We quickly revived ourselves just in time for marching band practice.) This entire paragraph was written to get the point across that I Like Strange Combinations. And to me? Yogurt and honey is a strange combination.
Within minutes of the package arriving, Harper and I ripped into the cherry yogurt. She was really jazzed on the fact that the fruit is separated from the yogurt. Therefore, you can eat it any way you want! You can go fruit first! You can fill the spoon with yogurt and be a gentle fruit dabber! You can save all of the fruit until last! The options freaked Harper out a bit, and she eventually left the room. But me? I stuck it out and learned a powerful lesson about myself. I Am a Gentle Fruit Dabber (that’s a GFD, for those of you who prefer the subtleties of anagrams).
I am not a yogurt person. With that said, I actually liked the Fage yogurt. (And I’m not just saying that! Yes. This is a compensated review. BUT, I’m not being paid to sing happy tunes!) The yogurt is thick. It’s got that fruit on the side thing going for it. AND, the 0% Fage Plain Yogurt? I stirred it into our Mulligatawny soup and it was A-May-Hey-Hey-Zing!
Back to the honey thing.
I saved the honey flavor for last, because I knew I would either love it or despise it. (You’re thinking that Love and Despise are pretty strong words for yogurt, aren’t you? I’m a soap opera character when it comes to foods you eat with a spoon. Remember that.)
I have five words for you: I Love The Honey Flavor. I loved taking my spoon and dipping the yogurt into the honey. I loved taking the spoon and going honey first. I loved ditching the spoon altogether and going all 9 1/2 Weeks on the honey and the yogurt. In fact, I loved it all so much that I made a video of myself eating the final container of the honey flavor. And what you don’t see on the video is me crying when I was finished because it’s all gone, and I haven’t yet been to the store to get more. But I will. Believe me, I will.
I know you’re interested in receiving the same case of yogurt that I received. Why don’t you head over here, where they’re giving away a sample case of yogurt every day?