It's 9pm - the witching hour. The time of the evening when, without fail, I crave something a little sweet. It's my nemesis. I can go a whole day of eating clean, light, healthy food, but come the witching hour you'll usually find me with a cup of tea reaching for a hefty serving of biscuits, a few squares of chocolate, or a slice of hot toast. I think tonight's snack choice was an excellent one - and beats the buttery crumpets with jam that I was craving!