5 /5 Zelda Markowicz: ⸻
5 stars – From a high-maintenance dental patient who lived to tell the tale
I came in with nerves, questions, and the kind of dental dread that usually requires sedation or a stiff drink. Fortunately, the staff here seemed unphased. Chante at the front desk deserves hazard pay—she fielded my angst and endless questions with a smile (and possibly the patience of a saint).
The X-ray tech was gentle and thorough—no rushing, no jabbing, just calm and capable. A rare combo these days.
Then came the dentist: young, no-nonsense, and refreshingly honest. No upselling, no scare tactics. She looked at the X-rays and said, “If you were my relative, I’d have you come back Thursday to see the oral surgeon.” That kind of honesty earns trust.
Now, here’s the part that pushed this from tolerable to downright charming: they have an emotional support dog on-site. Yep. A little fluffball that will sit in your lap while they drill, baby, drill. I asked if they had an emotional support cat—but we all know how that would go. A cat would just judge your flossing habits and knock over the tray.
Bottom line? If you’re dental-phobic and want a place that gets it—where no one rushes you, pressures you, or treats you like a walking insurance claim—this is the one. I came in a wreck and left thinking, “Okay… that didn’t suck.” And for me, that’s a glowing endorsement.
