Walking into this funky spot in Bridgeport immediately makes me yearn for my Brooklyn hipster days.  I spent the early 90’s in Brooklyn with my future husband and Two Boots was a place we frequented.  This CT outpost really brings me back.  Stepping in underneath the retro neon martini sign outside, a very mod theme continues.  The walls are adorned with mardis gras beads and concert flyers and the long counter and tables shine in a combination of lipstick red and shiny chrome.

And then there’s the smell…garlicky, spicy and yeasty.  Two Boots may have built its reputation on Creole pizza, but my nose knows there more going on here.

After quickly being seated for lunch I am handed a kitschy menu, which immediately draws me in. Blackened catfish, jambalaya and po’boys.  I’m nearly drooling, but wait there’s a long list of specials too.  Today the chef must have found some great portabello mushrooms because there’s a run on them.  They’re tossed in the salad special; they’re featured in a pasta special and on a po’boy too.  Lucky for me, I love portabellos.