What does your culture say is appropriate prayer?

I graduated from the seminary in 1992. That was when all the scandals about pedophile priests were first breaking. The last year of formation in the seminary is mostly about practical parish stuff. So naturally there was a lot about how to act toward young people. Be polite and friendly but no touching or being alone with a child was the mantra. That seemed like a no brainer.
Then I was assigned to my first parish, St Basil the Great in Central Falls, Rhode Island. Being a Melkite Catholic priest I knew I would be serving mostly people of Arabic heritage. I knew there would be an adjustment period. I figured that after six months or so I would have a good idea of what was expected of me. Little did I know that three months later I would be alone as a pastor of my own parish. But that's another story.
The day of my first liturgy (mass) I went over to the church and began to get things set up. After a while the altar boys started to arrive (no altar girls). What came next was a bit of a shock. I went back into the sacristy and found all my altar boys lined up. The oldest and most experienced were first on down to the little guys. I stood in front of them and began to introduce myself when the first in line gave me a big bear hug and kissed me on both cheeks. He said, with a big smile, ahlan abouna, welcome father. This went on in turn for all seven of the servers. Hugs and kisses.
Oy vey, I said to myself, its the granite hotel for you bucko and they will throw away the key. But that did not happen. I got used to the greeting even though I am not much into hugs and kisses.
A week or so later I went to dinner with one of the priests who had attended seminary with me. It was a Roman Catholic seminary. He asked me how things were going and particularly, how did I prepare myself for liturgy (mass). I said, well the first thing I do is kiss all the altar boys. I think his eyebrows reached the considerable bald spot on his head. And no matter how much I tried to explain the Arabic culture he never got it. That taught me a lot about people, prayer and cultural expectations.
I am now more open to how people in our own American culture pray and what is expected during that effort. I see Pentecostalism's energetic, loud prayer on a par with the little old Catholic lady in the back of the church quietly praying her rosary. I see the busy mom taking her daily chores and offering them as a prayerful sacrifice on a par with the minister rendering a well prepared sermon.
 I could go on and on. But the important thing is that we pray. Pick a style. Pick a culture. Pick a friend to pray with. What's you style? Can I pray with you?