Watching you watching me....

It's a bit wierd watching yourself eat, last night we finally got around to going to Profumo Di on Ball Street in St Julians having done a review there in my previous life at MaltaToda.I had been going on and on about the grapefruit risotto - but just hadn't had chance to get back to have it again. It was worth the wait. You must try it. Even with cheese on (which I thought would be strange) it's delicious. Though I warn you, the article is there, staring at you.

Post risotto, John had a cotelleto with the ubiquitous rucola and tomato salad and I had one of the starters as it sounded just too interesting to miss. Having just bought a book on terrines and put my sticky tabs through the recipes I want to try, this gave me the opportunity to sample one made by an expert. The dish, which the bubbly blonde (very rare very good) waitress described so enthusiastically came served in a verrine, layers of potato, carrots, swordfish, beetroot, tuna, green beans and smothered in parsley pesto and crowned with a king prawn. We did the cheesy thing and took a picture with the iphone - which I wish you could scratch and sniff - each mouthful balanced, sweet, soft.....

There was no room for dessert and I had satisfied all the flavour and texture requirements for the evening - and had a really good time all round so was happy to call it a night and head home - though desperate to tell you about it - so here I am pre-breakfast doing so - as the Insoglio del Cinghiale had made me a bit merry last night!