


Fran Fine especially reminds me of my Aunt Debbi - both gorgeous, single, loud, vivacious, and personable women. The Fine family looks, talks, acts, and are total yentas like mine. The Nanny is hysterical and well-acted, but I also love it because, as a New York Jew, it’s familiar. I must have watched the show through seven times while living at home with the luxury of cable. When DVR came along, my television’s data was consumed by reruns and repeats of those reruns.

reruns of Fran Fine’s hijinks with my bubbe before starting my homework. My memories of an average weekday in elementary school involved coming home and tuning into TV Land to watch 4 p.m. At first, rewatching The Nanny was like greeting an old friend.
