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To date we have been to a total of two byo's, Modo Mio & Cochon.
We were going to talk about the wines we drank and the foods we ate, and the bitching that took place.

Unfortunately, we were more interested in the boozing. So with that said, we haven't really gotten the hang of balancing boozing and note-taking. I swear that one of these days we will get the hang of it. But, until then we're having a lobster race and booze-fest this coming Wednesday.

I must say though, having a BYO near a sex shop isn't the best of ideas.

From Tinto To Modo Mio and every bitch in between

The latest edition to the Dish and Bitch family started with this email I received from Jennie Hatton at Profile PR announcing a "special dinner will take place on Wednesday, February 25 at 7 p.m. The Rioja dinner is four courses including dessert and wine pairings, and will cost $130 per person, excluding tax and gratuity."

At first it seemed like an amazing idea. Once I saw the word wine I completely glazed over the fact that it would cost me $130. (Which is equivalent to 130 hours of entertainment at Club Ozz at the intersection of Front & Girard.)

With the help of Rachel and Chris we decided to try a more reasonably priced restaurant, Modo Mio near 2nd and Girard. With three bottles of wine, we went inside to experience this Italian byo.

Apparently, Modo Mio makes their own bread and fresh pasta. It smelled like were all the carbs from the Atkin's diet went to retire. It was like heaven. We decided on the tourista, a four course prefix menu.

Chris and Rachel chose grilled octopus and I had the scallop, which thanks to the waiter, told me that ordering the bruschetta would be a terrible mistake. For the pasta dishes, I got the bucatini, Rachel got the wild boar gnocchi, and Chris had the veal and rabbit ravioli. As for the meat portion, Rachel and I got the whole fish, which was the special of the night and Chris got the lamb or something. I'm not sure actually...we were three bottles deep in wine by this time and everything was becoming one big blur. I remember that Rachel and I got the chocolate torte while Chris got this eggy thing...or maybe that was Rachel.

I do, however, know for a fact that I had the most amazing cauliflower in my life. If I go back, I would just bring two bottles of wine and eat five plates of that delicious white hot mess.

Unfortunately because this where byobitch got its start we have no photos to share.