Which midnight fridge raid snack do you reach for?

Somehow it tastes better cold than it did hot. One slice turns into three before you've closed the fridge door.

Bubbling, golden and slightly burnt at the edges, just how it should be. A splash of brown sauce on top if you're feeling fancy.

You only went in for a little bit. Twenty minutes later you're scraping the corners and hiding the evidence in the bin.

Left over from dinner and eaten over the sink so nobody hears you. Salty, cold and strangely satisfying.

Two slices, loads of butter, strawberry jam right to the crusts. Simple, comforting and done in two minutes.