I am, the perverbial bear in the China shop.

You think bulls were bad?

Whoever who came up with that phrase, grossly underestimated the destructive nature of THIS BEAR.

Now, keep in mind I do  not break stuff on purpose but alas, stuff just breaks around me.

From frying pans to waffle irons, to glass cases but thankfully not any bones yet,

I am the one they warn about on security tapes.

I am that curious and friendly customer that people love to know but hate to serve.

I’m a cooking maestro, a passionate poet, and most of all I’m a bear in a friggin China shop