When I was young, third or fourth grade. I was living in Santa Fe. I had this Native American friend named George. When I was young kids, we were not watched and entertained like they are now. We had to go out and find our entertainment. George was older then me but younger then my brother. But some reason George didn’t mind me tagging along. I do remember reading later that he had broken a few track records in and around the state of New Mexico. What I remember most about George and his family was the bread they ate. He called it Paper Bread! I called it amazing! He would never let me have enough to fill up on just enough so I was amazed and want more. I can still remember the little bakery we would go into and his family would buy that bread. In all these years I’ve never been able to find this bread until this very day. I almost started crying because I truly had come to believe it was just in my head. I even when into that same bakery to buy Paper Bread and they had no idea what I was talking about. Now I understand why. Thanks for sharing the video and I wish you were closer so I could sit around your table and exchange stories and recipes.
When I was in Santa Fe, NM one October during a festival- a woman was walking around with a box of what she called paper bread, she had a few rolls left and was giving it away for free. I accepted it and enjoyed it so much. Now I live in Northern Arizona closer to Hopi. I now know it is piki and I can’t wait to have more!
we were told that the experienced Native American women who cooked, we're not phased by the heat, at all. In fact, many Native women were raised to not run from the fire or heat, but to get used to it. Because fire is life. throwing inedible food parts in the fire, is considered a respectful gesture to the fire because you are feeding it. Much love from a Native American from the Navajo/Diné tribe. 🙏❤️
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When I was young, third or fourth grade. I was living in Santa Fe. I had this Native American friend named George. When I was young kids, we were not watched and entertained like they are now. We had to go out and find our entertainment. George was older then me but younger then my brother. But some reason George didn’t mind me tagging along. I do remember reading later that he had broken a few track records in and around the state of New Mexico. What I remember most about George and his family was the bread they ate. He called it Paper Bread! I called it amazing! He would never let me have enough to fill up on just enough so I was amazed and want more. I can still remember the little bakery we would go into and his family would buy that bread. In all these years I’ve never been able to find this bread until this very day. I almost started crying because I truly had come to believe it was just in my head. I even when into that same bakery to buy Paper Bread and they had no idea what I was talking about. Now I understand why. Thanks for sharing the video and I wish you were closer so I could sit around your table and exchange stories and recipes.
When I was in Santa Fe, NM one October during a festival- a woman was walking around with a box of what she called paper bread, she had a few rolls left and was giving it away for free. I accepted it and enjoyed it so much. Now I live in Northern Arizona closer to Hopi. I now know it is piki and I can’t wait to have more!
That is an art. As a baker, I know how challenging it can be to get specialty breads right. This is something I would like to try one day.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful tradition
This is totally amazing, thank you.
Good Bread, Healthy too.
This is so good
very informational! :)
Fingers would be charred like crazy if I made that! A spatula comes in handy or wearing fire resistant gloves!
we were told that the experienced Native American women who cooked, we're not phased by the heat, at all. In fact, many Native women were raised to not run from the fire or heat, but to get used to it. Because fire is life.
throwing inedible food parts in the fire, is considered a respectful gesture to the fire because you are feeding it.
Much love from a Native American from the Navajo/Diné tribe. 🙏❤️
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