For all those who were once unmonitored children, slobbering on spoonfuls of Nutella until you looked like a St Bernard who just discovered a fresh pile of deer shit. Now you’re grown. Now you know what a seed oil is but not why. Now Nutella is a distant but visceral memory, accessed only through the delightful but not entirely fulfilling crunch of Dry Roasted and Unsalted Hazelnuts.
