“My Big Fat Croatian Wedding” follows the bride-to-be, Jennifer, as she embarks on her journey of finding forever love. It is set at her parents house, where the whole family is eagerly waiting to meet her fiancé, Nick, who happens to NOT be Croatian and NOT eat meat…
Jennifer: So, you ready for this? Get your game face on! They can tend to be a bit overwhelming. Oh hey guys, this is-
Nick: Um..yeah? Wait um…
Family: NIICHOLAAA! MAUH! MUAH! MUAH!
Nick: Haha. Uhh hello! Nice to meet you all..
Jennifer: Wait! Please slow down guys; you’re going to scare him!
Jennifer: Oh geez! I guess not. Well thanks for not freaking him out at all..
** FLASHBACK**
Growing up, I always knew I was different from all the other girls at school. While the popular girls were blonde and petite, I was a six-year-old with sideburns and an unibrow.
And, while they went to brownies and ate their wonder bread sandwiches, I was stuck going to Croatian school and eating stews that could have been mistaken for ‘poop.’
The Croatian culture has always been very traditional, where the woman stays home with the kids and the man works to support the family.
My tata (dad) has been telling me that since I was 15 years old. I felt like I had a constant reminder flashing in my mind, “Get married; make babies.”
But now that I have Nick, he’s finally backed off a bit with the constant reminder of marriage and kids. I can enjoy being engaged, without the family or tata interfering… Pshh, who am I kidding? My family’s always going to be there, whether it’s to support me, give me advice, or just drive me crazy. I will always love because I know I can always count on them. But now I have Nick too.. Hmm speaking of Nick…
** REAL-LIFE **
Jennifer: So, I hear my cousins taught you a new phrase in Croatian? Haha…
Nick: I’m never listening to those guys again! I thought I was telling everyone, ‘lets go inside for dinner.’
Jennifer: Haha. No worries, mama (mom) and everyone else already knows it was them. Anyways, we can’t let the small stuff get to us; sometimes in life, we just need a good laugh. Now, you ready for Aunt Tula’s ‘special non-meat’ lamb?!
You’ve got to love the crazy aunt!
Maria Grbavac 