You're one cool girl OP
My plan is to wait 5 years, finish my uni studies, lay claim on my master degree, find a job, get a house, move out, invite the family on a Bon Voyage-party, serve them wine and bacon and when they ask why I'm serving a haram meal, I'll tell everything.
It will most certaintly distinguish between real family and those who put ancient superstition before family ties. Good riddance on the latter ones.
Until then, my sobbering excuse of a practicising Muslim son will continue as the greatest acting performance ever accomplished. I even woke up the family for the Eid-prayer today.
The more they think I'm a mutation between a promising Imam and a prayer machine, the harder will the sudden consumation of booze and smelly swine legs hit them.
Ah, I'm still high from yesterday.