Before Victor Vanille started baking cookies, he was a man of the sea. At least, that’s what he tells everyone. His heroic stories of glorious travels and glamorous parties on tropical islands do sound a little bit too spectacular. What we do know for a fact, is that he lost his sea legs and his heart in Madagascar, to a staggering beauty called Mahavanille, who was selling homemade cookies on the beach. Now they live a life of cookies, spreading vanilla love all the way to Brussels.