\""Hotdogs are made out of pig buttholes,\"" my dad told me when I was eight. Needless to say I didn't eat another for over a decade and we've had a tense relationship ever since. But thanks to the gourmet hotdog movement of 2004, I've ventured out to try them every few months or so.\n\nEnter Haute Doggery- located in the LINQ, touting Kobe-beef dogs with gourmet toppings. I opted for the Fun-ghi Dog, menu description: a char-grilled frank with grilled mushrooms, caramelized onions, truffle mayo and shredded Gruyere cheese.\n\nIt arrived covered in cheese, which was fine with me since I love cheese. But I quickly discovered that the cheese was a blanket of deception, meant to hide the fact that my $9 hotdog had a scant four mushrooms on it and so few onions as to seem missing or forgotten.\nOh, and I highly doubt that these are made with Kobe anything- and even if they are, their cooking method renders the quality of product useless. Listed on menu as grilled, it tasted boiled and lightly seared (which explains how it was ready in 3 minutes) and had ZERO snap. And the bun was unremarkable other than it being broken in two pieces before it reached my mouth. \n\nPet peeve: receipt for walk-up restaurant has a tip line, but there is virtually no service provided. Even when there are only 3 people in the restaurant, order is called out when ready instead of walked out to the customer. Kind of tacky.