Culture clash/ shock.

When i first started dating my boyfriend i was a little nervous to meet his family. He is Italian, and has this huge Italian family. I come from a little tiny family so the meeting all of them at once kind of freaked me out a little bit. Meeting all his aunts, uncles, cousins, second cousins, grandpa, grandmas, and more cousins was such an overwhelming experience. All of them would kiss my cheek when they greeted me, i thought it was really odd. One because they just met me, and two because it's something we don't do in our family. My boyfriend told me that they might not be so accepting at first because i wasn't Italian. When i heard that i got really nervous. You could totally tell i wasn't Italian either. Most of his family was short, and i pretty much towered over them. When they sit down and have dinner together it's more like a feast than a dinner. They have like five different courses to their meals. Most of it was fish! i hate fish. It was the weirdest fish too, like muscles, oysters, octopus, and things i have never even seen before. I really didn't want to eat it, but his mom made me try everything just to see if i liked it. Of course i didn't because i am a huge texture person when it comes to eating so i didn't even want to swallow it. I am pretty sure his mom just wanted to see my reaction from eating it. Whenever i go to family dinners now, they always make me pasta because i won't eat the fish.
Meeting my boyfriend's grandpa [ they call him Nono] was quiet the experience. He barely speaks english so understanding him was hard enough. He kept asking me if i was Italian, and when i answered no he had a look of disappointment on his face. I felt like i was breaking some sort of family tradition.
Just like in My Big Fat Greek Wedding, everyone in his family has the same name so i never know who someone is talking to so it gets confusing a lot. When someone says Rino, i look at him but they aren't even talking to him. Then here i am with a somewhat of a boys name Stevie, and they are like what the heck?
I definietly see all the culture differences when i go to his house then come back to mine. It's like two different places.