Last week, Little Buddy and I were browsing the beautiful aisles of Costco, doing our twice-a-month stock-up. We happened upon a display of Paleo pancake mix and were very intrigued. “There’s no way these can be as good as regular pancakes,” I said aloud to Little Buddy. But I had been thinking about purchasing pancake mix (for the days when I’m craving pancakes but don’t have time to make them homemade), and this was a very large bag for a very reasonable price, so I decided to give it a try. I have also been trying to cut back on my gluten consumption (although not eliminate it completely), due to some health issues.
Fast-forward to this morning. That pancake craving popped up again, so I decided to give this mix a try. I poured a few tablespoons of olive oil into my cast iron skillet and let it heat up for a few minutes. Meanwhile, I added 2% milk to the pancake mix and let it sit for a few minutes to thicken. The instructions on the bag say to add water (since it’s supposed to be lactose free), so keep that in mind of you are going for a truly Paleo experience.
When the pancakes were done cooking, I was shocked at how fluffy and appetizing they looked and tasted. You really couldn’t tell that they were anything but normal (ie grain-filled) pancakes. With a little melted butter and pure maple syrup, my taste buds were quite impressed.
Have I mentioned how much I adore Costco? They have so many items there that speak to my heart…and at fabulous prices to boot. Every shopping trip is an adventure because you never know what you’re going to find. The other day, I bought an adorable summer skort that is both modest and stylish, and it was only $9.99!
I am proud to say that Little Buddy loves Costco, too. He can’t verbalize it yet, but I can see it in his eyes. His carseat takes up half the cart, which sometimes limits what I can buy (I think Mr. Handsome appreciates that), but he loves our Costco outings.
They recently had a massive swing set on display…in the bakery of all places. (I will say that their placement of items doesn’t always make sense.) I could tell that Little Buddy totally wanted it. And Mommy wanted it, too. Now we just have to convince Daddy. Mr. Handsome isn’t a huge fan of swing sets (more on that later).
*This is not a sponsored post, just a message from a die-hard Costco fan. Just ask Mr. Handsome, he will confirm. He isn’t a Costco fan (yet), but he doesn’t mind having a membership because he loves their meat prices, especially on pre-seasoned St Louis-style ribs.