That's why I never ended up doing Princeton Review myself, there was a TON of training, mostly at times bad for me. Once I had made it through the training, the teaching would have been more flexible.

My grandfather actually came over from Czechslovakia (as a wee child), so that's the one I tend to identify with more.

And one set of mine were swedish immigrants, so I'll tend to count that. Though, really? I can count the trappings of my swedishness on one hand: when you open presents on christmas, and um....well, I like peperkokr.

Identity is a funny thing. I'm more influenced by being the granddaughter of farmers during the depression (money issues) and the euro immigrant experience (once they'd gotten here) at a particular point in time than I am by the cultural trappings dating from the places my ancestors came from. Which is to say, influenced by the trappings of an american cultural experience. They didn't bring much with them but their names.

You guys are the best back-patters ever. I love you, man.

Kaiser roll or onion roll (am I wrong in thinking kaiser rolls have onions bits sprinkled on top?) are the only terms I know for them.

Some folks call 'em kaiser rolls, but I call 'em sling rolls.

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The Geek Squad's pre-printed excuse note to give to your boss so you can go see Star Wars.

I identify pretty strongly with the Russian, German and Italian aspects of my ancestry. My dad is an immigrant, spoke only Russian until he learned English by total immersion in public school. My grandfather was born into an Italian immigrant community. He actually was pretty Americanized, but my mom's generation tried to reclaim their Italian-ness. ANd I guess we were raised Catholic mainly because of the Italian relatives. My great-grandmother (who I knew, she died when I was in college) spoke only German until she was 6 or 7, though she was born in California. Which is why I took German in high school.

People who came here from Canada?

WTF? Canadians would identify themselves as American? I'm guessing no, on that one.

I was surprised at the heavy German influence in places like St. Louis when I first went there years ago, so that high german ancestry number makes sense. I would have thought the Brits would be higher, but those waves were probably long enough ago that they are in with the bricks. I would think the percentage of Canadian immigration/ancestry identifying as Brits would probably still be higher.

My mom's family are all Irish, so even though most of them came over in the post-Civil-War years I'm closer to that part of my ethnic heritage than my paternal grandpa's Swedish childhood (all I know about that side of the family is that his hometown was some 200 miles south of the Arctic Circle).

I can count the trappings of my swedishness on one hand: when you open presents on christmas, and um....well, I like peperkokr.

Swedish pancakes and meatballs here! I also like limpa bread, but have no idea how to make it (Grandma wasn't a baker), which is why I'm glad my boss (also has Swedish heritage) lives near Andersonville and likes to buy me a loaf at the Swedish Bakery for my birthday present every year.

There's a category for "American" ancestry (not American Indian) - what's that supposed to mean?

That's what I consider me to be. Because this

Anglo-Irish-Scottish-German-Swiss-French, but all of those are so long ago that that's only a small portion of my ancestors that I know the heritage on.

is almost me (substitute "Dutch" for "Swiss" and you've got it).

All of my grandparents were of French-Canadian extraction, though one of them introduced Irish, English and Native American into the mix. My father's parents only spoke English as a second language.