5 /5 Barry Kriegshauser: 5 stars, obviously.
Walking into Amarillo Dental Works, I could sense the excitement in the air — the anticipation, the honor, the sheer privilege of getting to work on my teeth. I mean, these pearly whites don’t just walk into any clinic. No, no. Only the best for them — and thankfully, this office just barely made the cut.
The hygienist looked visibly moved when I opened my mouth. “Wow,” she whispered, awestruck. “This is… art.” I nodded solemnly. I know.
The dentist herself (Dr. Carthel or something like that— I was too busy radiating dental glory to catch the name) approached like a curator evaluating a priceless artifact. “A true masterpiece,” she murmured. “Thank you for trusting us with this gift.”
You’re welcome.
If you’re looking for a dental office worthy of your smile — or, more realistically, if you’re a dental office hoping to be worthy of mine — this is the place. They laughed at my jokes, complimented my flossing technique, and honestly, I think I caught someone tearing up.
10/10 would grace them with my presence again.