- Almond granita with fingers of brioche, on repeat, in Siracusa.
- This coffee granita (so into smushed ice right now).
- Yogurtlu cop sis (practically weekly forever and ever at Numara Bos Cirrik on Stoke Newington High Street).
- Mum’s sticky toffee pudding.
- Crêpe suzette and Grand Marnier soufflé at Bistrot Paul Bert, my favourite restaurant in Paris/ the world.
- Chips and scraps in Scarborough. Scraps are free?!
- Great bosoms of warm ricotta brought out from the oven on a tray at Caseificio Borderi, a wild sandwich shop in the middle of Siracusa’s market.
- Vermut Negre. Bit like Coca-Cola, bit like red wine, but better than both.
- Crab tater tots from Bob.
- A halloumi cone – it came through when I needed it the most at Glastonbury (post-Pharrell, pre-Kanye).