Ready, willing and hoping I can eat all of the froyo in the alloted time. Photo by District Staff

I chuckled upon reading the subject line of a recent email soliciting a daily deal on frozen yogurt. And to think only a few weeks earlier I attempted, and might I add, conquered the recently retired 40 ounce challenge at Lovin’ Spoon.

Lovin’ Spoon serves frozen yogurt (whose slang counterpart is froyo) at two Georgia locations. When its owners, the Kahns, a Jewish couple who have gone to lengths to keep their menus Kosher, realized the absence of froyo in the south, they set up shop. They offer “healthy [sic] low-fat, non-fat and sugar free options” along with a laundry-list of toppings and syrups.

The Savannah location, on Eisenhower and Hodgson Memorial Drives, offers its patrons a variety of flavors, sometimes the same as their Pooler shop. Their machines even mix combinations that come out in swirls of flavor-filled joy. Had I not attempted this challenge, and force-fed the yogurt into my stomach, I could have spent more time concentrating on my taste buds. However, I would suggest trying any one of their weekly flavors before deciding on your favorite.

Hearing, by way of an adviser, that Lovin’ Spoon offered a challenge to anyone who dare attempt it, I had to sign up. The challenge’s name says it all, 40 or more ounces of frozen yogurt and toppings in 30 minutes or less. When I contacted the owner, Diane Kahn, asking to reinstate the challenge one last time she was ecstatic and invited me to come into the shop.

Halfway through and feeling great.Photo by District Staff

The next day, I found myself filling up a large cup with an assortment of flavors and toppings. On the bottom I layered brownies, followed by a mix of every type of yogurt they offered (see list above), then a layer of granola, another large helping of mix-matched yogurt atop that which began to tilt and top off the cup, and finally, a few brownies to meet the weight requirements of the challenge. The treat was set upon a scale: 40.4 ounces.

I was worried and nervous once the clock started ticking down. The cup started shaking in my hand, the brain freeze commenced and I found myself only two or three bites in.

“Push your finger to the top of your mouth,” Caila, a former staffer and supporter of my endeavor, suggested.

It worked. And soon I found that once you reach the highest peak of the brain freeze you didn’t feel it any longer. So I dove in:

Within 15 minutes, I was done. This is not to say that it wasn’t easy. I almost puked several times and the rich-creamy brownies, while delicious, posed a major obstacle at the end. Maybe next time I will be able to enter Lovin’ Spoon and sit down with a smaller cup, this time enjoying one flavor instead of the gluttony of several.