I just drove all the way across the city to the south end to try Pizza Paradize. Despite the fact that the Z in Paradise is WRONG and annoyed me, I had to try it. The PTA of my school is pushing me to use them for our Citizen of the Month lunch that I am in charge of presently. Usually I just call Dominos, I could give a crap if they support pro life or not, I really like the fact that I can order it and it shows up.
So, we get the pizza, spending 30 dollars on two SMALL pizzas. And I must admit, the cheese is excellent, the best I've had outside the NY area. The sauce is also most excellent, just the right flavor and just the right amount. The dough, though, is a bit tough. So tough, it seems, that it tore my tooth apart. The entire front part of one of my top teeth just cracked and fell off. Freaked me out, as that has never happened to me before. Of course, my loving, sweet husband would now mention that I can no longer say it has never happened before. He loves to point that out at awkward moments. I haven't slapped him.....yet.
So I will spend the night feeling really weird without the front of my tooth (it looks weird too) and left a message for my awesome dentist who will call me at 6 am and tell me to come in right away. I don't care, as long as he does something to it I will be quite happy. But I am getting old, I never, ever thought I would have a tooth fall apart like that, unless I chewed on stones, of course. I am quite sure that chewing on ice all the time has nothing to do with it. But, I will not inform my dentist of that!!!
Maybe I'll just keep the half tooth through Halloween. If only kids came down my pitch black ski slope dead end of a street, it would be worth the wait.
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