“Ugh, I’m going to throw up.”

We couldn’t help but complain as we stepped in through the door of Honeyberry, a dessert shop in Santa Clara, around 9 p.m. We had been eating tirelessly for the past three hours, and we were already beginning to feel the effects of a terrible food coma setting in.

When the shaved ice first arrived at our table, I was a bit taken back by the sheer size of the dessert. Served in a glass bowl, the shaved ice was adorned with smooth red bean paste, delicate white mochi (Japanese rice cake) and a perfectly rotund scoop of green tea ice cream — pretty Instagram worthy if you ask me.

In all honesty, I’m not sure how much I enjoyed the shaved ice. The one-third that Simi, Spring and I force fed each other was pretty good — not too sweet and very refreshing. But it was also hard to consume when my stomach was actively protesting the entrance of more food.

In addition, the overall ambience of the restaurant is very artistic and chic. Many young couples filled the modernly decorated shop, and the service was fast.

Honeyberry, albeit a bit far, was a good experience, as were Crepevine and Tea Zone and Fruit Bar. This was not, however, an experience I would like to repeat.