Tulsa Freezing Cow & Bubble Tea — Restaurant in Tulsa

I was SO excited to try rolled ice cream. I’m a bit of an ice cream queen and was looking forward to adding it to my list of regular treats. After all, I’d heard so many good things! I walked into The Freezing Cow and was simultaneously overwhelmed and underwhelmed.-and it did not leaving feeling normal, as logic would make it seem. The balance wasn’t there guys. The options were everywhere. How do I know what’s good? Heavens, a friend got something that I didn’t even realize was on the menu, due to the lack of organization. I ended up just making something up and hoping for the best. I took a peek around the dining area while waiting in line. Y’all, the post-it’s are cool. Some of them are hilarious. Some of them are super artistic. Most of them aren’t. Regardless of what was on them, the sheer number of them made me feel somewhat insane and mentally unstable. And guys, I work with kids; I’m used to things being everywhere. However, every surface was covered in post-it’s. Like they couldn’t afford decorations and decided that this would be a cheap alternative? I’m not sure. I decided to just take deep breaths and wait patiently for the ice cream of my dreams. Guys, I’m still waiting. Yeah, it was cool. The flavors I chose miraculously went together and I really think the Lord just worked on my behalf there... I digress. Seeing them pour the milk and mix-ins onto a freezing hubcap, smear it around, and scrap it off into a bowl was cool. No pun intended. And it makes for a great instagram moment. You know, if the inside of the store isn’t in the background. But guys, you’re paying for the experience. I feel like I could do this by keeping a cookie sheet in the chest freezer at home. Maybe not. Other places have better ice cream and cleaner, more organized facilities.-Marble Slab can provide fabulous instagram photos, if that’s what you’re looking for. Maybe I’m alone in that. Judging from the other comments, I can say two things:

1. I’m not alone in this, and
2. I’m so thankful I didn’t need to relieve myself while...

I love freezing cow. The ice cream, watching the process and the toppings, we come here often but unfortunately over the past year it shifted focus to making more money and less customer service. First they cut the toppings down to 2 instead of 3, understood with prices increases but then the two toppings are very scarce like a small squeeze of Nutella or very little fruit. Then finally the price now is almost 8 dollars a cup ! It's one thing to increase prices to ride the inflation and another to increase it to where you rip the value out of the product to where you make it not worth it. Keep your ice cream at these prices. We can do without.

Edit: response below does not address the reason why I gave a low review. Making fresh ice cream using lactose free milk is not a reason for an exuberant unjustified price hike and reducing the toppings to a garnish. If I will pay close to 9 dollars for ice cream I am not going to a place that gives me some ice cream in a cup with 3 blue berries and a small squeeze of Nutella or peanut butter not sure why you think people should pay that much while you continue to reduce amount and quality. I can afford this price but it's time people stop supporting businesses that use the inflation as an excuse to just increase their profit margins. There is a difference between adjusting prices or increasing them to keep up with inflation and hiking them while reducing quality and amount to just make more money. When you do that you are just adding to people's suffering to increase your bottom line during these hard times and for that you get no sympathy from me and I hope more people will follow suit. It's the only way to...

We stumbled upon this place by sheer accident after leaving a video game shop across the street. Trying to navigate our way over, we somehow ended up in the Olive Garden parking lot. It was blazing hot, and thinking clearly wasn’t really an option—so we just parked there anyway.

The moment I walked in, I could tell this place had a strong following. The walls were covered in sticky notes left by customers from all over. But despite the colorful decor, the atmosphere felt lifeless. The place was almost empty—just us and two other people—and it was eerily quiet. The girl at the counter didn’t look happy, excited, or even remotely welcoming.

Let me pause here to bring up something that’s getting out of hand. Traditionally, gratuity was reserved for establishments that offered table service. These days? Every business expects—no, demands—a tip, regardless of the service quality. It's hard to justify tipping when you're met with bland, uninterested service. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt, but this girl made zero effort. Then she had the nerve to give me a cold stare when it came time to sign the receipt, as if daring me not to tip. Sorry, not happening. You took my order and my money like a robot—no smile, no warmth.

Is this what the “cool” kids do now? Because it reminds me of my own teenagers.

Still, we stayed to see how The Freezing Cow makes their ice cream. Watching the process was interesting, and I enjoyed the final product. But I just couldn’t get past the cold welcome. I genuinely hope this was just a bad day for the employee, and...