Cookie Monster always made cookies delectable. Just now when I took out this one digestive biscuit from the fridge, I flashed back to when I truly enjoyed eating cookies in front of the TV when Sesame Street played. That was … erm … never mind when. Who knows if those cookies were trans-fat traps but I sure as hell felt deeply satisfied. And so it was that I consumed today’s biscuit (the one in the picture, which no longer exists) with the same lust for cookies that the blue monster has. Life’s little pleasures, I suppose, matter.