you have relatives who aren’t really your relatives

you know how to sing Sto Lat and sing it on your firend’s birthdays

you love soccer

you know very well Pope John Paul II was Polish and his name was Karol, not Carol.

you go to Midnight Mass every Christmas Eve and keep your Christmas tree up till February.

you know it’s wodka. not vodka.

you open your presents on Christmas Eve.

you don’t feel the need to add an “s” to Pierogi because you already know the word is plural and it annoys you when others do.

you see a girl and the first thing you check out are her eyes

you sometimes slip up when speaking English and add an ‘y’ to already plural English words.

you love electronica, dance, and European techno in general

you can spot Polish people like Asians can spot each other

your grandparents hardly (if at all) speak English

when you’re at a stranger’s house, you expect their garbage can to be under the sink

you always take off your shoes as soon as you step into someone else’s house, even when they say you don’t have to.

you still think that American weddings should last days, not hours.

you know Chopin was born in Poland and not in France

your grandma understands you better than you understand yourself

you were speaking Polish before you were English

you have never eaten meat on Good Friday

you dash your sevens and hat your ones

your parents have no idea how to use a computer except for solitaire.

your grandmother has a picture framed of Pope John Paul II, right beside your family photo

your family considers mushroom/berry picking as ‘having a good time”

your grandma insists you wear papcie/kapcie because the floor is chilly and you’ll get a cold.

you have paper towels in the house but they’re just for show, because everyone knows you’re supposed to use a szmatka.

all your friends wished they were polish because of Smigus Dingus

you couldn’t say a bad word, even butt, around your mother without getting smacked.

you would fail a blood/drug test because you’ve eaten so much poppy seed cake

you, or your family/Polish friends talk in English, you occasionally slip in Polish words, and it’s ok because you all know what each other are saying.

your grandma can tell if you like a girl just by looking at you

you often doodle the polish eagle during class

Yep I agree with you. The Polish Americans I know are some of the most religious, “church going” people I know.

I live in Florida and can’t get over people coming to Sunday Mass in shorts and sandals. Even on Christmas. Well, this year I decided to go to Midnight Mass which was all in Polish complete with Christmas carols all sung in Polish too. I loved it!! And one thing I noticed which was really different than other Masses…almost all the men has suits and ties on, or at least jackets and ties. The women were dressed to kill. It brought me back to my youth in the 1950′s and 1960′s. Really made me smile.

You have kind of representation of “Our Lady of Czestochowa” hanging somewhere in your home.

You have a photo of Pope John Paul 2 in your home.

Your grammar school or church had Pierogi sales.

Your Babci was the worlds BEST cook…and whenever she cooked she made enough to feed an army.

The actual Polish dances are Polonez (like they danced in Pan Tadeusz) or Krakowiak from Cracow.