I miss the supermarkets the most: closed borders have me dreaming of ramen aisles | Brigid Delaney

As great as it was to walk through the Louvre or see the northern lights, it was everyday things like shops and cafes that made travel magical

People tell you that they travel for the culture - that they saw this great Picasso exhibition and the cathedral at Chartres was am-az-ing - and that being inside the Vatican was exciting, even after queuing for four hours and craning your neck above the crowds to see the mosaics. They'll show you bad photos of a flakey fresco and tell you that they can now cross it off their bucket list.

But what if it's not the flaky fresco but the flakey pastry they had before lining up for the museum which provided the true hits of pleasure?