Costco

When living in Seoul, Costco was like a window to the outside world or, rather, America. Every month or so, we would get a lift by our kind neighbours to the store over in Jungnang-gu and stock up on diapers, baby food and, yes, the best sashimi anywhere on the Korean Peninsula. In addition to fresh fish and a hundred servings of frozen pancakes, Costco also imported Italian cheese and wine, things that were otherwise difficult to find in Korea. As such, when enjoying take-out from our beloved Italian bistro Cibo, we would occasionally open a bottle of prosecco of precisely the kind that you would find in an American supermarket.