I found them first and gave her a shout, "I got 'em here!"
I was loud enough to be rude to the twenty-something couple who were standing in front of me, filling their bag with Ambrosias too!
I should have said I was sorry, but instead, I asked, "Have you tried these? They're the bomb!"
And the woman exclaimed, "They're very good!"
I continued, "I cut off the tops, scoop out the insides, and stuff them with granola and honey, then I bake them."
The woman asked, "But you eat them raw too, don't you?
My wife had joined us by then and she piped in, "O - Def - every morning!"
I faced the woman and said, "Not me, I don't eat raw apples"
And she said, "Why not?"
I reached up, flicked my thumbnail to my teeth with a click and said, "I've got aluminum teeth! I don't eat hard apples anymore."
And then, this twenty something woman, looks at me, smiles, and says, "It happens."
And I swear she was missing her four or so front teeth. I can't be sure, but I didn't see any enamel at all, top or bottom.
Her husband, too, seemed mildly amused but quick to get away.
My wife didn't notice the teeth. I think it was just a major coincidence.
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