Sheven called Milly from our hotel room after our shopping expedition at the tea shop. She was trying to explain my new teapot-with-no-lid, which, as you can imagine, you really . Sheven got pretty close by comparing it with a bundt-pan. At which point, I took the phone out of her hand, and asked Milly, "And what does Sheven know about bundt-pans, pray?" Both of us knowing that the only thing domestic about Sheven is that she was born in this country. With nary a moment of hesitation, Milly replied, "She might have eaten a cake baked in one once."