last night was the closing night of one of our beloved park slope institutions, two boots of brooklyn. the restaurant was a kiddie paradise, with a window looking into the kitchen where the pizza chef tossed mini balls of dough to the onlookers; the whole place is done up in mardi gras decor; and the menu was child friendly to say the very least. as of today, the alligator outside is gone and the space is closed until sometime in january, when it will open up as a more upscale something or another. we went to ride the alligator one last time, order our last mac and cheese with trees, please, and get our last ball of dough from the window.
somehow i never made it there, but always meant to. i love two boots.... brooklyn or otherwise.
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