Enough Watching, Time to Discuss

I have a guilty pleasure.   Everyday I DVR ABC's The Chew.  Ever since this show started, I find myself coming back for more.    I love Clinton Kelly and Carla Hall mostly.  Michael Symon and Mario Batali are there, too.   I guess to add some street cred.    After a year of faithful watching, I feel like I can't idly sit back and watch without a dutiful commentary on Mario Batali.   This is why I am starting "Could Mario be More Arrogant?"   I am certain I won't run out of material anytime soon.

Take today for instance, The Chew explores their "Food Fantasies."   Carla Hall would like to break bread with Malcolm Gladwell who i sadly had to Google because I am clueless.  Clinton Kelly apparently would like a night together with JoBeth Williams.   Daphne Oz chose a sit down with Hilary Clinton or a threesome with her hubby and the guy from The Princess Bride.   That's an entirely different blog entry for another day though.   Michael Symon wants to rock out with his wife, Lizzie, and Led Zeppelin.   

Mario sits back smugly, as always, listening to his colleagues before he comments.   Mario then says "I think I could arrange for most of these to happen!" Then laughs at his fame and wealth.  In Mario's world, apparently everyday is a foodie's fantasy.   Granted everyone knows Mario has famous friends, he and Gwyneth have collaborated on a cookbook and I think some PBS specials.   He can't just chime in humbly though.  He always has to brag about his fancy friends and fancy life.    Mario adds this as he critiques his cohosts choices, "I figure the people that are alive I am going to eventually meet anyway...not in a snotty way!"   Well, Mario, I have to tell you that is snotty.
Later on, Mario introduces his fancy friend Jake Gyllenhaal.   Mario can't help but tell everyone how generous he is, "I just donated something for you guys... a dinner at Babbo for 6."  He has to tell everyone how charitable he is.