06/09/2026
I swear to sample-heaven that a dozen or more of my formative childhood memories were made at Costco. I distinctly remember tasting rice pudding for the first time ever; I did not like it. I remember never wanting to run errands with my mom - unless Costco was on the list and then I’d call “Shotgun” so I could sit in the front seat on the drive there. I remember my grandma teaching me how to eavesdrop on couples who were figuring out if they really needed a new blender or if they could eat an entire case of apples before they went bad. I remember loving it when the receipt-checkers drew a smiley face on the receipt I handed them. I remember the thrill of a hot dog and a soda for $1.50 and Costco’s foodcourt being close enough to my high school that I could drive there at lunch.
Costco is formative.
I had so much fun trailing behind Sage. This was an abnormal photoshoot because his parents were doing their normal shopping. I loved it. Going forward, I want to do at least half of all my family sessions at Costco. We had so much fun! He - like all of us - loves going to Costco. He especially loves the hot dog at the end.