Loses one star for being empty at lunchtime.
Loses another star for only giving me enough Rolf's relish to barely color the bun.
Loses another star for not allowing me to buy a dog without fries (I wanted two dogs and I had to pay the dog-and-fries price for both)
Loses another star for not living up to the sign outside (I mean, the picture shows a fucking LOADED dog - it's a visual aid! You should be able to build this thing right)
Gets one star back for the ambiance - a true joint. Not trying to be an ironic replica of a joint.
But, fuck this place. I'm going to keep going to the Chicago Hamburger Company.