I visited cousins in VERY rural South Dakota and the only priest in the entire county was from Africa (Uganda, I think).  The people, once they got used to the difference in accent et al, discovered how much they liked him.  He was a circuit rider and appeared to always be treated to lunch/dinner/supper whenever he said mass in one of the 4 churches in existence for any of the 4700 people (the entire county) who might in attendance.  I dined with him and he was delightful.