If you live in San Diego and you are passionate about food, you’ve probably heard buzz about Modus for a few months now. On Friday night, I finally got to see what all the excitement is about.

Let me put it to you this way: I’m still obsessively thinking about the S’more dessert that my friends and I shared. Now that I think about, I should have just gotten one for myself so that I could eat every chocolate, creamy, luscious calorie on my own! It was like a little pie with a graham cracker crust and hot marshmallowy insides topped with chocolate and edible gold flourishes. To die for. I have to figure out an excuse to go back there ASAP.

But let me rewind to the rest of the meal. I got two cocktails that were really different and exquisite in their own ways. First up was a drink called Should Woulda Coulda and it was vodka, champagne, and grapefruit juice served in a martini glass. I have to try making this at home some day. And my second libation was called Candied Ginger and that’s exactly what it tasted like. Very unique flavors for a cocktail.

I ordered an amazing Avocado and Beets Salad with citrus vinaigrette that was totally simple but at the same time inspirational. I also got to taste a little of their Pomme Frites, French Onion Soup, and Belgian Endive Salad. All delish.

For entrees, I loved my Fresh Northern Halibut, but next time I’m ordering the Braised Short Ribs because I got to try them, too, (yay for friends who share bites!) and they were tender and perfectly spiced. I know the menu changes regularly at Modus, so I guess I’ll just have to hurry back if I want my own serving of short ribs.

Service was great. It was a little weird because they were out of several beers that they listed on the menu, so my friend had to finally settle on a third or fourth choice brew. But the chef came out in his whites and checked on our table toward the end of the meal. Always a nice touch.

Go to Modus. Since all I wanna do is go back there myself, I hope to see you there!

:) Beth

P.S. Sorry for the lack of pics. I’m not into snapping flash at my food in restaurants lately. Maybe it’s a phase.