The class of restaurants found in Collegetown in Ithaca, New York. They are all over-priced restaurants where you could serve cheap, second-handleather boots from the south, with cow shit, and the students there would not be able to tell the difference.
Hey, I just went to CTB, and picked up this awesome wrap.
A person who slows you down when you're trying to scoot through life or get something done. Derived from the medical treatment of foot fractures that requires the wearing of an orthopedic boot
"oh, Lee - we can't see the sights in NYC! You're too much of a Foot-in-a-Boot and you can't keep up the pace"