The plot and the settings are a bit too fanciful, but the dialog is so true...
In the year is 2012 the United States of America elects the first woman and the first Jewish person, Susan Goldfarb, as president.
She calls up her mother a few weeks after election day and says, "So, Mom, I assume you will be coming to my inauguration."
"I don't think so. It's a ten-hour drive, your father isn't as young as he used to be, and my gout is acting up again."
"Don't worry about it, Mom. I'll send Air Force One to pick you up."
"I don't know. Everybody will be so fancy-schmantzy. What on earth would I wear?"
"Oh Mom," replies Susan, "I'll make sure you have a wonderful gown . . . custom-made by the best designer in New York."
"Honey," Mom complains, "you know I can't eat those rich foods that you and your friends like to eat."
The President-to-be responds, "Don't worry Mom. The entire affair is going to be handled by the best caterer in New York City. Kosher all the way."
So Mom reluctantly agrees, and on January 21, 2013, Susan Goldfarb is being sworn in as President of the United States of America.
In the front row sits the new president's mother, who leans over to a Senator sitting next to her.
"You see that woman over there with her hand on the Bible becoming President of the United States?"
The Senator whispers back, "Yes I do."
Says Mom proudly . . . "Her brother's a doctor."