She was a hit at the 2001 Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Now Pat Candaras has come home to the Big Apple to delight audiences with her particular brand of observational comedy in a show that’s all her own, GRANDMOTHERFUCKER.

Full of revelations about her life as one of seventeen children, as one of a woman who has wed twice, had three children, become a grandmother, and through it all kept a sense of humor as well as a libido, Ms. Candaras’ show is packed with the sort of self-deprecating, if humorous observations that characterize much of successful stand-up comedy. The big shift here, really, is the author of our evening. Not your usual suspect out there on the comedy circuit, especially with the sort of material the title GRANDMOTHERFUCKER inherently implies, Pat Candaras comes across like your average, neurotic New Yorker.

Like most folks these days, she throws in the now gallows humor about the 9/11 aftermath, with the requisite jokes about reporting suspicious folks, and the like. That is not the focus of this event, however. It really is Ms. Candaras’ opportunity to convey her observations about authority, life, dating and parenthood based on her own lifetime of hands-on experience.

Quite a delight to her captive audience, I should expect Pat Candaras and GRANDMOTHERFUCKER to do well with the Don’t Tell Mama clientele. She is, after all, stand-up that’s all grown up.