quite often, i find myself genuinely frustrated that i cannot offer choice food porn from wonderful restaurants due to bad lighting, a mediocre camera or simply a lack of photographic skill. this is one of those times. a little while back, john and i were in the french quarter and decided to hit killer poboys , a hot new pop-up inside the erin rosebaron conti. it was just past 5 p.m. and the tinybarwas already full of devoted patrons, drinking and enjoying a football game on tv. we squished our way through to the back and placed our order at a small counter in a room eclectically decorated (like any great bar), replete with a colorful mural. sitting down at the only availablebarstools, we sipped on abita ambers and waited for our food to appear. before long, our poboys were ready and they were most definitely "killer" dude. john ordered the dark & stormy poboy with pork braised in old new orleans rum, lime slaw and garlic aioli. i must acknowledge its sloppy, wonderful tastines