Yes, I drove all the way from the Netherlands.
Once upon a time I was in Copenhagen with three days to spare - so I went to have an ice cream in a particularly good shop. In Stresa, on Lago Maggiore.
Crikey! That is of Western Australian proportions when it come to a road trip!
I omitted some pertinent information, of course

I was using InterRail for a holiday round Europe by train[1], and I was coming south from the Artic circle. Hence it was a much more relaxing rail journey which didn't cost me anything.
[1]with the exception of Fauske to Narvik which had to be bus.
I must admit that I have never travelled such a distance for an ice cream or any particular treat for that matter.
My longest similar food craving trip was a puny 127.5km from Southampton to London for KFC back in 1972.
It was disappointing, cold & greasy (in fact, like most KFC is, these days).
Yeah, it is surprising what we did when we were young. I remember my mother looking forward to going to MacDonald's in Croydon, since they made the "proper" milk shake she had liked back in the 50s in the US. I also remember having to go to London with its specialist restaurant to have a Indian meal. I can still remember my father struggling with his vindaloo

But overall the food back then was pretty .... uninspiring; definitely not a golden age. Pub food, where it existed, consisted of a Cheese Bureau invention: the "ploughman's lunch", i.e. a slab of cheddar, some more or less good bread, one lettuce leaf, and either a pickled onion or Branstons pickle.
Food improved significantly in the early 80s, and now it is easy to get good food and easy to avoid crap food.