We signed up for a family friendship program through the University
where international students (that's us) are matched with local
families. I do not want to be biased, but I really think we were matched
with the BEST family.
Meet "Mama" Anne: a lovely and high-energy Finnish mother and middle school
teacher who teaches English, Swedish, and German. In her spare time she
enjoys Nordic walking and Zumba dancing.
Meet
"Daddy" Timo: a history buff who loves the sauna and everything Russian. He is the father to three adult children and works as a
building technician. Timo has spent a few years working in Russia.
Meet "Daughter" Julia: a sweetheart of a teenager who speaks and
enjoys six languages: English, Finnish, Swedish, Russian,
French, and Spanish (yes, Americans eat your heart out...I said SIX languages). In her spare time she dances hip-hop style and
keeps herself current on U.S. politics and pop culture by watching Conan
O'Brian and Jersey Shore. She will graduate from high school in the spring.
Meet "Son" Juhani: he recently moved to a small town to begin his studies at a polytechnic (similar to a U.S. community college). Juhani was in Eagle Scouts and loves to share stories of fishing, camping, etc. (him and Charlie bonded over this).

They invited us to their apartment for dinner and we did not
realize it would be a 7-hour eating, drinking, smoking (GOOD cigars),
cultural-sharing marathon. Wow, a Russian/Finnish food extravaganza! The
food was amazing and Anne said that Timo had been in the kitchen since the day before
preparing the meal.

Wow, is all I have to say...we arrived to a table
full of food: the capital salad (from the capital of Russia), deviled
eggs with caviar, smoked salmon on toast, and a big beautiful piece of salmon with fruits and
veggies. I do not think either of us realized there was a second course
and maybe we should have paced ourselves accordingly, but instead when the
second course came out, a beautiful tomato based chicken casserole, of
course we found room for more food.

In the meantime, our glasses were
continuously topped off. In fact, at one point I counted four glasses in
front of Charlie's dinner plate: red wine, white wine, beer, and
champagne with cloud-berry liquor. And, finally the amazing dessert that
had been sitting on the table calling my name met my palette. Ah, yeah!
Our whole grains, plants-based diet took a rapid detour this evening,
but all for a worthy cause. Throughout the evening we shared different
aspects of the American,
Russian, and Finnish culture and got to know each other rather well.
Two
things happened that are worth sharing...

1.) Timo
invited Charlie for a "smoke"--which means Timo really liked him
and it also meant that Charlie would wake up with icky smelly cotton cigar mouth in the a.m.
2.) Anne was so excited to share the U.S. map with Charlie that
some limbs got in the way and the glass of white wine spilled all over
Charlie's jeans. Hil-ar-ious! Seriously, the funniest part of the
evening. At this point in the evening, Charlie was feeling so good I do
not even think he felt the coldness of the liquid on his thigh. This was a good time to be a bystander.