Although I did not heed the old advice about not buying a teapot without seeing it pour, this pot nonetheless turned out to possess the most perfect dripless pour. As is the eventual sad fate of all my teapots, it suffered the indignity of a cracked spout. I have given up buying anything truly special and have come to treat teapots as consumables.
If I were to have one super power on this earth, it would be the ability to heal cracks. I could mend the Liberty Bell with a wave of my hand. There would be no shortage of people lined outside my door waiting days with broken hearts or a broken nose that can't be set right. Maybe the state of California would hire me to take care of both Hayward faults. That would be a big job. My services would be in high demand and I would have no time to upkeep my teablog even though my teapots would be perfect and ready to serve.