When I was eleven, I wanted to boost my family's efficiency while baking in the kitchen, so I decided to help with the dishes. I took the hot ceramic tray cooling off on the counter after being used to bake dinner rolls and brought it to the sink. To cool it down faster so I could clean it, I turned on the cold water from the faucet. Within seconds of the cold water hitting the hot ceramic, the dish shattered into a dozen pieces. I was shocked. Embarrassed. I had broken one of our most used dishes - one that baked many cinnamon roll breakfasts and lasagna dinners.