I mean. They are perfect. Just don't tell my twelve year old self who really, really wanted this dog:
I can't tell you how refreshing it is for me to watch something slightly Jewish in rural Wyoming...
So there's that, but then the show's center has chemistry and its periphery slays. Gah! It's good.
Postscript:
In the same vein, but far deeper, is this gift of a book. I hear my grandmother's voice in Bess Kalb's matrilineal memoir.