‘Everybody Loves Raymond’ is classic sitcom. It’s all about Ray Barone, a sportswriter on Long Island with wife Debra and their three kids. Show dives into funny and relatable moments with Ray’s loving yet nosy parents, Marie and Frank, plus his older brother Robert, who is a cop. It’s got humor and heart. Family relationships, daily struggles and marriage ups and downs all get explored. You get a fun peek into Barone family’s wild adventures. So much laughter, you might just snort!

Meet the characters from Everybody Loves Raymond

Ray

Ray is the classic lovable schlub — sports-loving, pizza-eating, slightly schlumpy dad who tries to act like everything’s fine (and usually succeeds, kind of). He’s sarcastic in the best way, always ready with a joke to deflect things he actually feels — sensitive under the ribbing, honestly. He’ll root for the Yankees like it’s a religion and then forget to pick up his kid from soccer, but somehow everyone forgives him because he’s mostly well-meaning. Says he’s lazy but gets unreasonably competitive over fantasy football and arm-wrestling (also snores like a chainsaw, which is somehow charming?).

Debra

Debra is the long-suffering powerhouse who runs the chaos with savage efficiency and a slow-burn glare that will haunt you — and you’ll deserve it. Organized, practical, and sharp-tongued, she keeps the family afloat while secretly yearning for more quiet time (ha! as if). Her sarcasm is precise, but she has this quietly ferocious love for her kids that sneaks up on you; also she can bake, apparently, though she’ll deny it if you ask. She hates nagging but does it anyway, claims to be tired of drama yet orchestrates family order like a conductor (and yes, she re-folds shirts in the dryer sometimes — not always, sometimes she lets it slide).

Marie

Marie is the über-mother: clingy, glamorous in a chaotic way, obsessed with nice dishes and the right brand of everything, and always hovering with a casserole or unsolicited opinion. She’s both deliciously meddling and strangely proud — will defend her kids like a lion and then call them at 2 AM to ask about their socks. Her taste is obnoxiously fine (like, tablecloth-and-lace level) and she’ll faintly scoff at cheap furniture while hiding a junk drawer full of sentimental junk she’ll never throw away. She can be manipulative but also bewilderingly generous (she gives the best, slightly boutique-ish, awkward gifts), and has a habit of calling Debra “Deb” like she’s trying to be casual but is totally not.

Frank

Frank is the grumpy old-warhorse who mutters insults like an art form and has zero patience for feelings (except when it serves his joke). He’s blunt, crude, and mercilessly funny — the kind of guy who will roast you and then hand you a sandwich, possibly complaining about the mayo the whole time. He torments everyone, especially Robert, but there’s this weird, tiny soft spot buried beneath the cynicism (don’t ask where it is, it’s well-hidden). Drinks, smoke breaks (or used to), and a lifetime of stories give him a miserly wisdom — plus he insists on carrying a pack of cigarettes in his pocket even if he’s not smoking them, just in case.

Robert

Robert is tall, perpetually exasperated, and the charmingly unlucky son who tries so hard to be tough but is actually a marshmallow of anxiety inside. He’s proud, a little dramatic (dad issues galore), and jealous of Ray in this delicious sibling rivalry that’s equal parts pettiness and deep, confusing affection. He wants to be the steady cop image but trips over his own feet emotionally — clumsy with dating, tender with kids, stoic when it matters (except when it doesn’t). Collects weird little things like commemorative spoons? or model trains? — details vary depending on the day — and will both brag about his height and complain that nobody understands him.