My teeth are brittle, and I'm the person in the family that always finds the one piece of bone in the hamburger. I've cracked 5 molars right in half. My wife and I go to a nice BBQ bar and grill. That's the place with the $900 rack of ribs.
One night I thought it would be a good idea to sprinkle some chocolate chips on a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Well, the chips froze solid and if you look at the shape of an upside down chocolate chip, it's about the same as a splitting wedge. Ouch!
Even with all that, I still have all of my original teeth and don't look like the Jaws character from the James Bond movies. I'm grateful for that.