The only reason I went to their office in the first place was because:
1. Someone at Fatburger put mustard on my to-go order.
2. I specifically said "no mustard".
3. The Beatle's Mean Mr. Mustard was playing on the radio at the time.
Since that's a song from Abbey Road, I naturally took it as a sign I was supposed to get my choppers looked at by Abbey Dental.....no brainer.
They gave me a free second opinion and the results seemed like a more sensible approach than my other dentist's band-aid diagnosis. Plus Abbey's examining dentist didn't have post-lunch garlic breath. Their office girls are extremely pleasant.....matter of fact, I did a visual inspection of their equipment to make sure nitrous oxide wasn't leaking and making them giggly. Turns out they're naturally goofy.
Bear in mind, this was just a preliminary exam....should they happen to extract a fingernail by accident instead of a tooth during my next visit, I will take away a star or two. Till then, I have nothing but praise for Abbey Dental.