
When a friend told me that she'd seen a big fat "C" in the window of Two Boots, I confess, my heart sank a little bit. I know, I know, it's super-corny, but seriously, Two Boots was one of the first restaurants I went to when I moved into the neighborhood 17 years ago. I still have the CD of a band we saw there one night -- The Haoles, who we later hired to play at my husband's 30th birthday party, which we celebrated at...wait for it...Two Boots. And then, like all dutiful breeders in Park Slope, we went there with our kids on the regular, from the time they were born. There's nowhere else around here that serves mac n' cheese with trees! For a few years, it was a tradition to go there for dinner the night before school started.
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