Northwest Chicago Dental

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Northwest Chicago Dental one morning, only to discover an old, dusty ukulele sitting in the backseat of his truck. Curious, he brought it inside and placed it on the receptionist’s desk. Before long, patients started arriving with strange items—an abandoned kite, a forgotten umbrella, even a small potted plant. Before long, every new patient seemed to bring something unexpected—a child arrived with a lost balloon, another came bearing a stray sock. Soon enough, Northwest Chicago Dental was known not just for its excellent dentistry but also as a place where you might leave with more than just a clean smile.

2. At dawn, when most Chicagoans were still dreaming of deep-dish pizza, a delivery driver pulled up to Northwest Chicago Dental. The street was deserted, except for an old man slowly walking his dog, who seemed more interested in the dental sign than usual. The delivery driver, puzzled by the old man’s interest, casually asked if everything was okay. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, ‘Just checking out your new mascot—looks like he could use some dental work himself!’ And with that, they both laughed, the dog wagging its tail happily.

3. At nightfall, a neighbor passing by Northwest Chicago Dental noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, they peered through the window and saw nothing but rows of silent chairs and closed doors. The next day, the sound returned, louder than before, prompting a concerned call to the dentist’s office. Finally, someone from the office admitted that it was just their new air conditioning unit, set on a particularly high pitch during maintenance. Embarrassed laughter followed, and the neighbor joked, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own flashlight!’

4. At lunchtime, a delivery driver pulled up to Northwest Chicago Dental with a box full of sandwiches. As he approached the door, he heard a faint whirring noise coming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an old dentist hard at work, his drill humming softly. Startled, the man dropped his sandwich, but then laughed when he recognized the familiar tune—an old folk song playing on the dentist’s radio. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and smiling, realizing that sometimes life in Northwest Chicago Dental was stranger than fiction.