Welcome to The Gutter. This will be the place where we keep out the trolls and engage among fans and friends.
I quick note --
I didn't just leave Twitter behind, i also left responding to emails from my Ggutfeld website behind - because it became overwhelmed not just with trolls, but people who were fed up or angry or just disliked my different hosts or guest. it's not worth naming who they are, because I don't listen. you can't like everyone. But at one point my GG website was overrun with thousands of messages about one person. and I couldn't read other messages because of that. That's one reason why i am here.
this place -- the gutter - is meant to be positive.
if you don't like juan or kat or tyrus or dagan - fine -- express it somewhere else, but not here.
i don't have any rules here, except for rejecting flippant negativity.
we are all doing are best.
the desire to be negative is natural -- god knows - i am the biggest offender.
i am a hypocrite. I can be negative all the time, and i have an outlet.
you folks dont.
So i understand TOTALLY the frustration you feel when watching a show. in fact, when you see me on the Five, you can see the frustration in my face at times!
but i say this all the time: conflict makes me a better host. imagine how boring i would be if i wasn't tested every day. i would be like don lemon or chris cuomo - vacuous vessels who've not worked their intellectual muscles in years.
so i ask that when your'e here - its entirely natural to not like Joe Blow, or Jane Doe - but realize I am trying to escape that. And that's why i'm here.
having said that, i'm glad you're here with me!
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My "wine tasting" get-together with my nieces, sister and cousin was a success! We had a great time and lots of laughs. I cannot believe they are all grown now. It warms my heart that we can still make memories together. First pic is my charcuterie tray, second pic is fried burrata with vodka sauce, replicated from an appetizer I had at a restaurant last week.
“The temerity!”
“I would like the 12oz Prime Rib, no sides, and the salmon no sides.”
“What?!?”
“On a plate, Prime Rib” holding a hand up, “and salmon” holding up my other hand, beside the first .
“On one plate, no sides”
“No sides?”
“Correct”
“How do you want your Prime Rib?”
“If it’s still ‘mooing’, that’s OK…”
Then he brought me a gray piece of meat and a piece of Salmon.
“Really, to you, this piece of meat is rare?”
He immediately took it back and brought me another.
I then ordered more salmon.
I was hungry…
Pictures: what they tried to give me the first time, the second attempt, my second piece of salmon.