Just a little story to tell ... my neighbours across the back fence are currently (it's a rental house) Mormon missionaries. There are 4 young men, one from Idaho, one from California, one from Ottawa, and one from Brazil, in various stages of their 2 year missionary stint. So we talk across the fence, and a couple of days back they came over to help me move some roses.
Boss and I decided to have them over for a meal, just cause it's the neighbourly thing to do, and because we love all our fellow humans. They're nice polite young men all either 19 or 20, and have to generally cook for themselves, so we figured we'd give them a break, and treat them.
It was a lot of fun. One guy is a football player, (full scholarship when he goes back home) I learned a lot about that. The Brazilian was really interesting. He really seemed to enjoy the mangoes we bought. For some it was their first foray into Indian food. We served papadam, mushroom curry, potato curry, carrot raita, dal, chickpea curry, hot zucchini curry, and rice, than had mangoes and ice cream for dessert. They stayed a couple of hours and we talked some about life as a Morman missionary, the rules and all that, and they asked a few basic questions about Hinduism. There was no proselytizing on either side, just humans getting together over food. For one chap, it was his first vegetarian meal ever. They said they had a good time, and I certainly did. A couple good clean jokes too.
This is how interfaith relations should go, I think.