
Fry bread is as quintessentially native as the buffalo used to be. I have been served fry bread in a Miccosukee village in the Everglades and also been told by my Yu'pik student that fry bread is a great favorite in Alaska. However unlike the buffalo, this Native American staple became a “traditional” food only post-contact. The reason for that is it is the only thing you can make with flour, oil and beans—the commodity foods that many indigenous peoples are forced to eat or go hungry. The dangerous rise of obesity and diabetes within the native population can be laid to this poverty diet which they eat every day.
So, having told you that fry bread can kill you if you eat too much of it, it is still good to eat occasionally. And sometimes—shared with others-- it can be a simple sacrament. (See Sherman Alexie's movie Smoke Signals.)
The Science
2 cups flour (Blue Bird, I think, is the brand used at Pine Ridge)
1 cup dried milk
1 Tablespoon baking powder
1 Tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1.5 cups (or more) water, very warm
The Art
There are as many ways to combine these simple ingredients as there are individuals who make it. This is my way.
Use fresh oil and heat it to about 375 degrees. I use a hot fat fryer.
Put all the dried ingredients into a large bowl and stir them around. I then put the very warm water in and stir it up. This will look like too much water and it should—you are making a “sponge” so put in a bit more warm water if it isn't kind of too wet. Cover the bowl and let it sit for awhile until it bubbles up nicely.
Wash your hands (if you haven't already) and be prepared to have your hands messy for at least an hour. (Here's where we fix the “too much water” problem.) You take handfuls of flour and sprinkle it on top of the nice bubbly dough. Then you grab out a small handful and spread it in your floured hands, patting it from hand to hand, until it covers your hand and is quite thin. (You will need to keep flouring your hands—and the dough-- until your hands get good and caked.) The dough should not feel like bread dough; it should feel kind of spongy and light. Sprinkle a little more flour on the dough if it is so fragile that it won't stay together. Your hands should be gentle with the dough. Place it gently in the hot oil and cook until golden brown on both sides. Drain on paper towels. Best served hot. Serve with chili or ground beef and onions or honey or powdered sugar.
I thank all of the women who have given me hints and shown me how to do this. And of course, I thank my students on whom I perfected this recipe.
Blessings from the four directions.

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Comments
And thank you, John, for washing your hands!
Bleu eyes--Did you have razor blade soup for breakfast, or what?
Stephanie
I also have the distinct feeling I'll look like a bag of flour blew up on me.
But, I will try it in the spirit of adventure.
Thanks!
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I highly recommend Eyre's other movies -- Skins and Edge of America.
My mother has a Kickapoo friend who made us fry bread all the time. It was tasty and your recipe reminds me of good times at her table.
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Yes, LT, Alexie did not have much creative control over Smoke Signals but The Business of Fancydancing was all his. (Altho, I did miss Adam Beach in the latter. Sigh*) I will look in on Ayres other movies--thanks for the recommendation.
(John Wayne's teeth, hay ya)
Some of our best times can be had in the kitchen, eating with friends. Thanks, LT, for the image.
I hate to seem ungrateful or needy, but - you wouldn't also happen to have a good recipe for chili, would you? :-D
Is Friday our usual food day?
John Wayne's teeth hey ya
John Wayne's teeth hey ya
are they plastic
are they steel?
Was lucky enough to hear Alexie speck, and he was irreverant and funny and wonderful One story he told about his five-year-old son at the family dinner table: The son fixed him with a long look and asked: "Why do you talk so much?" Alexie answered: "Oral tradition" .
Hope this bread turns out for everyone. Frankly, I experiemented on my students most of the school year until I felt I got it right. Persistence.
The whole hot oil thing is a bit of a turn-off, but it could make an interesting treat. Perhaps use 'em like the "elephant ears" sold at carnivals.
Fry Bread is most certainly an Alaska Native staple now, also, and always brings a smiles to gatherings or events.
I have noticed that it is cooked very differently depending on what region you are in, though. When I saw "Smmoke Signals" I was like, "Why is their fry bread so flat?"
Alaska fry bread tends to be MUCH thicker, not flat at all. But even within Alaska, there are differences in cooking. When it was being served at my work once, I wondered why someone had punched holes all over it, before someone told me that was a Western Alaska way... or something.
But most Alaskan fry bread recipes I have seen and/or used are made much more like bread dough, many of them with yeast. I actually heat up my oil pretty hot - never used a fryer and never seen one used - so that the bread doesn't soak up all the oil. Too hot, of course, and it burns before it cooks. I don't know what temperature - I've been making it since I was a kid, and you just sort of figure it out after doing it a bunch of times. When the fry bread disappears faster than you can make it, you know you have the recipe down pat.
"Indian Tacos" are one of the fun things to make with it - basically just make the fry bread bigger, with a bit of a pocket, and then pile with everything you would like for a taco.
About two years ago I found my favorite way yet - Make a big fry bread and then, while it's still warm, top with a big scoop of strawberry ice cream.
Seriously though, it IS fry bread. Not to be eaten every day. But oh, if wishing made it so...
It's messy!
Feel free to come back here for emergency assistance.
Thanks for the comment.
Yeah, it's what came in the commodity box though...
I always had chili with usually cheese and sometimes put in white hominy or corn. Should have had soup once or twice though.
Christine,
Hope that went well. I'm not good at explaining how to make things. Just gotta practice.