The best dinner yet..

I just finished a dinner with my host family that was easily the best yet. They had company over, a timid girl from next door so they were out to impress. They opened the night by giving Jun and I whiskey, but unfortunately for Jun he had never had it before. He took one sip and spent about five minutes reeling in agony before just finishing the rest out of politeness. He turned dark red and my host dad couldn't stop laughing. ''I asked you what you wanted, you said WHISKEY!''
So then they brought out the wine and the American politic talk and everything else you can imagine (big portions in America, movies only about money etc) and for once I was carrying a real conversation in French. My host Dad knows a few words in English and most of them are animals of some sort and they sort of appear from nowhere. We will be watching the news and it's a story on bees, there are several pictures of bees and he will mutter 'Bees.' Tonight he asked me a question while my mouth full and said, 'Hampster.'
After dinner they brought out Cointreau because it is made in France and I had inferred about it earlier. At this point Jun is swaying, silent and dark red. He very openly refuses the Cointreau but Mr. Palomba insists it is less strong than the whiskey. Jun takes a sip, reels in discomfort again and then Monsieur reads the label and says, ''Oh wait, it IS the same amount of alcohol as the whiskey.'' I thought Jun would fall asleep on the table but he somehow managed his way up the stairs. I would love to read Jun's diary on French and American culture at this point. He is probably praying for his departure date to arrive at this rate.