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Yes, it’s food day again. Look at the image above. It could be a moss composition, it could be a biological specimen. It could be, and it is, an exquisite appetiser at Four Seasons Landaa Giraavaru in the Maldives. Just looking at the image brings back such happy memories of that evening, last October, in the resort’s Blu Bar (consultant chef is Gaetano Trovato).

Girlahead loves food surprises. Two nights ago she was entertained by one of her bestest pals at Il Gattopardo, a three-month old restaurant in London’s Albemarle Street. The menu is southern Italian and it was a simple order, burrata followed by veal milanaise.  But the burrata, Italian of course, was smoked, and it came not with tomatoes, as expected, but with chopped nuts and anchovies.  And the veal, a tomahawk on the bone, was not too large, the batter was light as air, it was deftly carved at the table and its caper and olive oil dipping sauce was totally divine.  The unexpected can be a joy in culinary terms – viz. Pierre Hermé’s pistachio-enhanced petit pains au chocolat at Le Mamounia in Marrakech.

Il Gattopardo means ‘the leopard’ and it is easy to say that the food knocked spots off most Italian fare in London. It appears that the Albemarle Street restaurant – which has numerous rooms, a terrace, a basement and pavement seating for summer – is an offshoot of Il Gattopardo in Manhattan, presided over by husband and wife restaurateurs Gianfranco Sorrentino and Paula Bolla-Sorrentino. Good for them, and ciao.