Frozen Yogurt, or “fro-yo” as we know it, is our go to guilt-free food. We get shit for it all the time, but we’re addicted like crack fiends. Don’t pretend you go to Pinkberry/16 Handles/Red Mango/ Yogurtland and get a serving of plain tart with a few harmless strawberry slices on top. You go hard or go home. For some reason, even if we get the large cup, fill it to the top, and drown it in reeses pieces cups and cookie dough, it doesn’t count in our daily calories. Right? Wrong.
The craze with fro-yo originated when we thought we found a way to make our weakness, ice cream, healthy. Here’s a valuable life lesson ladies: if it seems too good to be true, then it is. While frozen yogurt is indeed healthier than ice cream, so are many foods that we wouldn’t indulge in on a daily basis. I’m not asking you to completely cut out fro-yo. That’s just f*cked up. I’m here to tell you the truth about froyo. After that, you decide your fat. Sorry, I meant fate*.
I’ll start out on a positive note: fro-yo is full of calcium and probiotics! F*cking duh, because it’s yogurt. Another thing you’re getting is a shit ton of calories and sugar. For example, let's pretend we all get a small “original tart” (yeah sure.) Only 1 Oz. of original non-fat frozen yogurt is around 35 calories with 20 grams of sugar. Could’ve had a Chobani.
This means that if you get an average 16 Oz. of the original non-fat fro-yo, #ShitNobodyDoes, you are taking in almost 400 calories and around 80 grams of sugar. This is the equivalent of drinking two non-diet Snapples (God forbid.)
Now let’s get real. Let’s swap the original non-fat to a more realistic flavor: Cookies and Cream. Sixteen Oz. of the average Cookies and Cream “reduced-fat” (whatever the hell that means) frozen yogurt is over 650 calories. But, like, obviously you’re going to top it with granola because that makes it okay, right?
Newsflash: Granola has more calories and fat than sugary cereal. For every 1 Oz. of granola that you add to your fro-yo, you’re adding around 120 Calories and 7 grams of fat. You’re welcome.
Don’t get me wrong, fro-yo is my sh*t. Now that we know the inconvenient truth, however, we just need to chill with it a little and indulge wisely.