I'm not sure anyone or anything is considered weird in God's eyes.  But, here goes...
 
I'm an American born Chinese with a mom who grew up in a big city in China and a dad who grew up in a village in China.  My great grand father immigrated to Canada and left my grandfather behind.  Then, my grandfather decided to come to the USA (San Francisco) shortly after my dad was born.  He left his two wives, one concubine, and his kids behind.  He eventually made enough money to live in an apartment, but he could only bring one wife over to the states (i.e. my blood grandmother).  My grandmother and all the kids (including his other wife's) immigrated over when my dad was in 6th grade.  My dad was drafted into the army at age 18 and enjoyed being stationed in Germany.  He fell in love with a German woman and decided to extended his stay for 5 more years (9 years total).  Unfortunately, my grandmother did not allow him to marry someone outside of his heritage.  So, my dad was set-up by my aunt, at my grandmother wish, to marry my mom, who illegally immigrated to Hong Kong from China.  My mom was a seamstress earning minimum wage and my dad was a medical correspondent at Kaiser Hospital.  So, I had a blue collar/white collar upbringing.  My dad was very much into setting up and decorating the Christmas tree (a German tradition he embraced) and being kind to his neighbors.  My mom's passion was money and material objects, along with all the underlying problems which go with it.  In terms of exotic foods, I've had turtle soup, snake soup, dog meat, eel soup, cow/pig intestines, cow ears, cow/pig tongue, cow spleen, tripe, cow stomach, cow brain (i.e. sweet bread), fish eyes, fish eggs, sea snails, crawdads...most of which I didn't know what I was eating until my mom told me afterwards (i.e. she didn't tell me the truth...so a lot of...eeeeeeww grooooss...spit..spit...went on in our house).  I went to China for the first time in my life about two years ago with my father to visit the village and city where my mom grew up.  It was a very eye-opening experience.  I found that I understood what my parents more as a result...why they do the unusual things they do.  For example, my mother grew up in a city of people who eat anything that creeps, flies, walks, or crawls.