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Is it safe?
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I’ve had three or four instances of a tooth with an old filling breaking while I was eating (pizza, bagel, salad). It feels exactly like biting down on something rock-hard, like a pebble or olive pit, but in all cases the only hard object I found was my own tooth fragment.
Exactly what I came in here to post. It’s very likely that your tooth was already cracked and simply fell apart while you were eating the pizza. It happened to me when I was eating French fries once. I was storming up to the counter to raise hell, when I realized there was a giant hole in my tooth. I took a close look at the offending hard object and realized it was part of my tooth.
Had the exact same thing happen to me…with ramen noodles. 
It didn’t take long to figure out the “hard thing” I’d bitten down on was my own tooth.
You all may be right about the tooth being weakened anyway. I had bitten down on some ground beef with a piece of bone (or rock) in it a while ago–same tooth. So maybe…
Silly dentist can’t get me in 'til June 3! Unless there’s a cancellation.
You have the name wrong, it’s called the Soylent Lover’s™ Pizza.
Glad to have a little back-up on my sometimes teeth just break theory.
By the way, Savannah, hope your tooth is feeling better soon.
Then you’re one of the luckiest people in the world.
Sorry about that.
Stupid teeth. What did we ever do to them?
Update:
There were three pieces of pizza left. I nuked them gently, to soften, and found this.
Tooth or bone. :eek: Not mine; I didn’t lose that much filling/tooth, and this was in a completely different piece of the Pizza Of Mouthly Doom.
I found the item above the dime, before anyone makes a joke about finding change in my pizza.
I was about to post this in the zombie thread talking about “People who eat people”.
Man, what are the odds of getting TWO pieces with that in it?
Well then, if you actually have something hard to take them and show them and say “I broke my tooth on your pizza” they may at least cover your dental bills.
So, how did you find it, was it obvious or were you feeling up the pizza before eating it?
My mom broke a crown after my father spotted a conversation heart that must have captured his feelings, and gave it to her to eat. 
I think you’re right. I once was eating some pretzel chips and could feel them building up on my crown, next thing I knew the tooth above the crown chipped. 'Course, that molar had already been weakened about a decade prior.
When I worked at Pizza Hut many years ago one fool came forward claiming to have found a rusty nail in a pizza I made. When asked by the waiter: “Where’s the rest of your pizza?” he said that he just put the nail to one side and continued eating.
When the manager brought this to my attention I was quite angry. Because seriously, who the fuck finds a nail in their food and keeps eating? And how on earth could I make pizza from scratch, starting with flour and water and going all the way to the finished pizza, with my hands on and in everything, and never notice a fucking piece of metal. Unreal.
At least what you’ve got there looks like it could come in a pizza if they used low-grade ground meat.
By the way, all those Meat Lover/Supreme etc pizzas? Great deal for the restaurant, but they shortchange the shit out of you on the toppings.
I usually do Pizza Hut pasta, pretty good stuff.
Ugh, I used to love Pizza Hut thinking the quality was great. I mean, the quality really hasn’t changed, but after living in Pittsburgh for a few years and trying out dozens of privately owned pizza shops, my eyes really opened up. Eventually I found a great family recipe that was so unique and delicious… I can never go back to the mainstream pizza.
Dear Mr. M______:
Re: Pizza Hut and My Teeth
I am following up on my letter of June 18, 2008, almost one month ago, my third letter to Yum! Restaurants.
As per your request of June 2, 2008, I responded by letter with both my home telephone number and my email address. I have not had any contact from Pizza Hut or its local franchisee to this date.
I am prompted to follow up due to continued pain in my molar. Although I had a crown on the primarily affected tooth, at considerable cost to myself (over $1100.00) the trauma has not subsided, and I am once again experiencing continued pain. I have also had the damaged filling on the tooth directly above the ‘impact site’ repaired, which was mostly covered by my dental plan.
My appointment for the root canal procedure is in September. So far, this has been a lovely summer—not. The initial tooth breakage occurred on May 24, 2008 and it is now July 16, 2008, and I am still in pain. Sometimes it subsides, and for a few blessed days or hours, I think that it is going to be all right, that life will return to normal, that there may be joy found in living once more.
Then the pain comes back, waking from its usual low, sinister level, rearing up like a roused grizzly. This time, it’s come back for days, and it is a sharp, constant pain that sends out little needles of higher intensity that reach upward into my cheek and down into my jaw. I’ve dosed it with Ibuprofen, abstained from crunchy foods, lamented, winced, paced, and even exercised, all in an effort to gain relief. I’ve had no relief, not even at the expense of $1110.54 which I could ill afford. I’ve found myself gnawing like a starving wolf on the fingers of my right hand in order to create a new and different pain to focus on. Yes, it’s pretty bad.
I am not a happy woman, Mr. Munshaw. It’s been fifty-three days, and these have been the longest fifty-three days I have endured.
I am beginning to understand why people feel litigious now.
I am not a happy woman, and I am becoming unhappier with every slow, painful moment that goes by. It’s summer. I would like to be enjoying this summer, but it is difficult to do so with the constant, throbbing, spiking, needling, affliction and misery in my mouth. It makes it hard to concentrate on my work, my family, my hobbies, or simply the mundane chores of every day life.
Enclosed is a letter from my dentist attesting to the complaint and the procedure (so far ineffective, but expensive) resulting from whatever demon seed was in the pizza. Please note that it was a take out pizza, not eaten at the location, as my husband picked up the fateful pizzas and brought them home.
I look forward to a response from you soon.
Holy shit! And they still haven’t replied?! That’s whack!
I got one letter sent June 2, sorry about my ‘disappointing experience’. In order for the franchisee to respond to my concern, I needed to provide my phone number and email address. Which I did.