Chocolate and I go way back. It's been there for me on my worst days. It's consoled me, it's made me happy, and it has made me smile. Frozen chocolate bars were heaven!
It also, however, had not helped my waistline and until today has never caused me to lose anything.
I love chocolate. No, I lovED chocolate. Sadly, we must part ways.
As I crunched into my frozen goodness tonight I bit into what I thought was a really tough piece of almond. I chomped and chomped and it refused to give in to my massive mastication.
So like any idiot I dive in fingers first to fish out that pesky bit.
Found it! But much to my chagrin, the chocolate usurper is not an almond. It actually had a pearly appearance.
Yes…I broke a piece of a molar off chewing frozen chocolate.
I wasn't even mad. I was actually amazed that could even happen. Oddly enough, it doesn't even hurt. I saved the tooth, brushed my teeth, drank water, and nothing! I'll call the dentist, and it'll get fixed or I'll just have the sucker pulled if it's too expensive.
But, my frozen chocolate days are over…
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