As a young'un I was always fascinated with the Cunningham's house in Happy Days - I would have loved nothing better than to stomp up those stairs in a huff (ala little Joanie) when my Dad ('Mr C') wouldn't let me go to the 'drive-in' with some unsavoury greaser.
Also, I've always imagined myself living in the Golden Girl's house in my twilight years - swinging that door from the family room to the kitchen to fetch myself some cheesecake whilst consoling an old friend on the hassles of menopause... ok, maybe I never actually imagined myself doing that... but the house would be nice .
Awesome! Thanks for posting.
