Mario Batali is so insecure that he needs a trio of mouth-breathing sycophants sitting at the counter while he cooks his slop to shower his arrogant fatass with compliments. If one of the mouth-breathers asks a question, Molto Moron-io snaps at them in his know-it-all voice- He's bitter latley b/c the Atkins diet has sucked the starch out of his sails. He was never cut out to sniff Bobby Flay's jockstrap.
He was never cut out to sniff Bobby Flay's jockstrap.
Or Tyler Florence's. He is more pedantic than Algore.
Mario has Emeril envy.
Flay donated to Mark Green (newsmeat.com).