It is RIDIC hot in San Francisco. Like 85 degrees. No joke. All the ladies came into work today with sleeveless sundresses on. After our weekly team lunch, I was suffering from a massive mexican food induced coma. Definitely didn’t help that I was resting on a nice leather couch by the window. I decided to venture outside since it was so freaking nice (and super rare!) to go and grab some froyo to wake me up. I came across Caffe Ambrosia while I was yelping for some frozen treats when I gave up ice cream for Lent. And man, this place is GOOD. It’s a pretty hole in the wall cafe and hard to spot since it’s literally in an alley. My go to flavor is the French Custard and I’ll usually add some toasted almonds and crushed up Oreos. Super simple treat and they give very, generous portions. The texture is super smooth and the taste is more like soft serve ice cream than you’re typical tartiness of other frozen yogurts. Tummy is happy.