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Yelping SinceFebruary 2007
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Tropic(al) Rush is decent. In addition to the non-fat and low-fat frozen yogurts offered elsewhere, you can get sherbets, sorbets, frozen custards, crepes, and even fro-yo pies. Toppings are pretty much the standard fare, but the fruit selection is paltry compared to selections at places like YogurtLand. On the other hand, if you're into mochi, this might be your place: there must have been five or six different flavors of mochi toppings, including chocolate mochi and strawberry mochi.
I settled for a chocolate-vanilla frozen custard swirl with a sprinkle of Heath Bar crumbles for a topping. I don't have to tell you if you've ever been to one of these self-serve fro-yo places that it's easy to get carried away (unless you're @jeffkang, in which case "carried away" is "just getting warmed up"), so I was careful to go easy on that soft-serve handle. At $.43 per ounce, my order of nine ounces came out to about $4.30, and it was definitely enough.
The fro-cust was pretty good; nice and creamy, and a bit on the sweet side for my tastes (I normally get the tart flavors when I get fro-yo).
If you want to taste the flavors before you serve yourself, you need to ask one of the workers; apparently, the machines are pretty tricky to work if you're just serving a small one-bite cup. Because of this, the help was VERY attentive--a bit too attentive for me (no, I don't want to try the mango; just let me think for a second!), but at least everyone was friendly.
There was some guy in there when I went. He must have been the boyfriend of one of the workers, but he was a pain. He tried serving himself a sample cup and sort of made a mess ("That's why nobody serves themselves the samples," one worker scolded). Then, when my order was ready for weighing, I had to reach around him to put my cup on the scale because he was sorta hanging out right in front of it, oblivious to the fact that a paying customer needed to get his custard weighed. The girl begged him to stop touching stuff but he didn't seem to be very interested in cooperating. Ladies, tell your boyfriends to wait in their cars outside. They do nothing to improve the look of the establishment, and seriously: if they don't respect the work you have to do enough to leave you alone to do it, you're probably better off finding a nice college boy. English majors are nice.
The decor is pleasant, with a few small tables inside and out and a short counter. A flat-panel television plays surfing video while the in-house stereo seemed to be on some kind of American dream-pop station.
I happen to work in the area, so I'll probably be back, but while I think I might occasionally drive past it on my way to the Orange Tree in Aiea, I doubt I'd drive past Orange Tree to get to Tropic(al) Rush.