My friends moved to live in the United States. Their son was about to marry an American woman. American parents come home to them, the whole family gathered, even the grandmother of this boy came from Russia for such an occasion. He hardly speaks English. She asked her granddaughter what her mother’s name was. He says Jen. It’s a difficult name, I don’t remember! The good grandson tried to help – “Well, grandmother, there’s a word for Jim, and she’s for Jen. It will be easier for you to remember!" and now is the hour x. comes this American mother of the bride, and the grandmother with Russian pleasure says to her - hello Mrs. Ketchup!!! Everybody was lying. Even the mother of the bride. =) is