Biscotto's passions: cookies, warm-oven cuddles and little forgotten lists

Biscotto has a great many faults, and he would be the first to admit it, if only he could remember them. But he also has a passion so immense that it fills just about all the space left in his absent-minded duck's head: cookies. Not just any cookies. Cookies XXL: generous, almost unreasonable, just like his heart. His greatest pride is the Cookie XXL Framboisier Pistache, the one customers order most. Biscotto doesn't quite understand why he knows that figure when he can never remember where he put his glasses, but that particular detail he never forgets. He talks about it with shining eyes, as if it were a child he was terribly proud of. He also has an openly admitted and slightly ridiculous soft spot for the Cookie XXL Bueno Mousseline, the one with the melting hazelnut heart, which he nibbles "just to taste it, just to check everything's all right" about four times a day. And when anxiety starts poking its beak in, which happens more often than he lets on, he makes himself an entire Chaperon Rouge Cookie Bowl, vanilla, white chocolate and raspberry coulis, and eats it slowly, alone in the silent factory, until his heart stops racing. Biscotto is also, rather more unexpectedly, passionate about little lists. He writes them everywhere: on scraps of paper, on his wings, on the bakehouse walls. "Don't forget the salt", "Don't forget to turn off the oven", "Don't forget I'm a duck". He loses most of these lists almost straight away, which makes him a little anxious, and then he consoles himself with a cookie, which closes the loop perfectly. Finally, he loves the early-morning silence in the factory, before the city wakes up, when only the smell of the oven announces the day. It is the one moment when Biscotto, scatterbrained as he is, feels exactly where he belongs.