Mine's quite sweet...was nearly 10 years ago
I was working in China at the time in a Western franchise hotel but in a v remote area that was busy for the gas and oil trade (and also many terrorist attacks 
)
It got to xmas morning and I was having coco pops (they shipped them in at £10/box) which I never usually had as they were so expensive to ship.
My best friend to this day, an Egyptian who was the deputy General Manager (GM) approx 20 years my senior was asking me why I was so forlon and I said (at 18 years old) that I missed my tradition of Christmas morning with french toast, smoked salmon, bacon, bucks fizz, general unhealthiness..
My best friend called the other Chinese GM came over to our table (hotel was dead; my contract meant we ate in guest areas) and he had no concept of why Christmas was important. But he listened to my story of how Christmas morning used to be in my parents' household, then there was an emergency and he had to leave.
Approx 15 minutes later there appears a mass of all the things listed cooked by the signature chef - the Chinese GM's emergency turned out to be that he had no idea what french toast/eggy bread was and had to search the internet so it could be cooked right.
I'll never forget that Christmas and the kindness I received from those that had never celebrated Christmas before.