We always thought it was creepy that the Korean restaurant was across the street from the emergency vet clinic. Serial.
I know more than I should about some Korean restaurant owners so I wouldn't rule anything out. Let's just say I've had to be a “fixer” helping too many Korean business owners who honestly don't understand American laws and regulations and got into trouble with city inspectors of various sorts.
However, for people who are worried they might be eating dog at a Korean restaurant in the United States — it's a delicacy, not cheap meat used to cut costs. If you're eating dog, you either paid lots of extra money for it or the cook wants to honor you by giving you, as an important visitor, a special meal. Sort of like taking someone out for an extra-special steak dinner, and a restaurant owner who understands American health regulations is going to fix dog meat for you while inviting you over for a meal at his private home, not at his restaurant.
In other words, don't worry that you ate your neighbor's dog that got loose and was caught by a Korean restaurant owner.
Before questions get asked, I don't eat dog. I just can't stand the idea of eating an animal that I think ought to be petted and loved and played with. On the other hand, I have eaten just about everything else in Korea, up to and including fried butterfly larvae. My Korean family say I'll eat things some of them won't eat (usually because they're too spicy or have too much garlic), and joke that I have an American face and Korean stomach. My response is that more Italians ought to marry Korean women — we're short and have black hair so our kids won't look too strange, and we love spicy food with lots of garlic so we won't complain about most Korean food. (Do I need the “LOL” tag here?)