Homemade Fry Bread

Ingredients
- 2 cups unbleached flour
- 1/2 cup nonfat dry milk powder
- 3 teaspoons baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 4-1/2 teaspoons shortening
- 2/3 to 3/4 cup water
- Oil for deep-fat frying
- Butter, honey and lemon juice, optional


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A lonely mother gazining out of the window
Staring at her son that she just can’t touch
If at any time he’s in a jam she’ll be by his side
But he doesn’t realize he hurts her so much
But all the praying just ain’t helping at all
Cuz he can’t seem to keep his self out of trouble
So he goes out and he makes his money
The best way he knows how
Another body layin cold in the gutterListen to me
Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers
And the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it
Your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re moving too fastLittle precious has a natural obsession
For temptation but he just can’t see
She gives him loving that his body
Can’t handle but all he can say
Is “baby is good to me”
One day he goes and take a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn’t recognize his own face
His health is fading and he doesn’t know why
3 letters took him to his final resting place…Y’all don’t you hear me
Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers
And the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it
Your way or nothing at all
But I think your moving too fast(2x)Come on
I seen a rainbow yesterday
But to many storms have come and gone
Leaving a trace
Of not one God giving ray
Is it because
My life is ten shades of grey
I pray all ten fade away
Seldom praise him for the seven daysAnd like his promise is true
Only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew
To bring my life to anew
Clear and blue and unconditional
Skies have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries,
My only bleeding hope
Is for the folk who can’t cope
With such an endurine pain
That it keeps them in the pourin’ rain
Who’s to blame for tootin caine into your own vein
What a shame you shoot and aim
For some one elses blame
You claim the insane for
This day and time for falling
Prey to crime I say the system’s
Got you victim to your own mindDreams are hopeless aspirations
In hopes of coming true
Believe in yourself
The rest is up to me and youDon’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers
And the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it
Your way or nothing at all
But I think your moving too fast X2 (faded)
From my Alexa Morning Brief, my word of the day is…
NOUN
sang-froid (noun)
composure or coolness, sometimes excessive, as shown in danger or under trying circumstances.
synonyms: composure · equanimity · self-possession · level-headedness · equilibrium · aplomb · poise · assurance · self-assurance · self-control · nerve · calmness · coolness · countenance
LOVE THIS, it was great back in the day! Enjoy!
Lyrics
You can’t touch this
You can’t touch this
You can’t touch this
You can’t touch thisMy, my, my my music hits me so hard
Makes me say, “Oh my Lord”
Thank you for blessin’ me
With a mind to rhyme and two hype feet
It feels good, when you know you’re down
A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown
And I’m known as such
And this is a beat, uh, you can’t touchI told you homeboy (You can’t touch this)
Yeah, that’s how we livin’ and ya know (You can’t touch this)
Look in my eyes, man (You can’t touch this)
Yo, let me bust the funky lyrics (You can’t touch this)Fresh new kicks, and pants
You gotta like that, now you know you wanna dance
So move outta yo seat
And get a fly girl and catch this beat
While it’s rollin’, hold on!
Pump a little bit and let ’em know it’s goin’ on
Like that, like that
Cold on a mission, so fall on back
Let ’em know, that you’re too much
And this is a beat, uh, they can’t touchYo, I told you (you can’t touch this)
Why you standin’ there, man? (You can’t touch this)
Yo, sound the bell, school’s in, sucka (You can’t touch this)Give me a song, or rhythm
Makin’ ’em sweat, that’s what I’m givin’ ’em
Now, they know
You talkin’ ’bout the Hammer, you’re talkin’ ’bout a show
That’s hyped, and tight
Singers are sweatin’, so pass them a wipe
Or a tape, to learn
What’s it gonna take in the 90’s to burn
The charts? Legit
Either work hard or you might as well quitThat’s word because you know (You can’t touch this)
(You can’t touch this)
Break it down!Stop, Hammer time!
Go with the flow, it is said
That if you can’t groove to this then you probably are dead
So wave yo hands in the air
Bust a few moves, run your fingers through your hair
This is it, for a winner
Dance to this and you’re gonna get thinner
Move, slide your rump
Just for a minute let’s all do the bump
(Bump, bump, bump)Yeah (You can’t touch this)
Look, man (You can’t touch this)
You better get hype, boy, ’cause you know you can’t (You can’t touch this)
Ring the bell, school’s back in
Break it down!Stop, Hammer time!
You can’t touch this
You can’t touch this
You can’t touch this
Break it down!Stop, Hammer time!
Every time you see me, the Hammer’s just so hyped
I’m dope on the floor and I’m magic on the mic
Now why would I ever stop doin’ this?
With others makin’ records that just don’t hit
I’ve toured around the world, from London to the Bay
It’s “Hammer, go Hammer, MC Hammer, yo Hammer”
And the rest can go and play
You can’t touch thisYou can’t touch this
You can’t touch this
Yeah (You can’t touch this)
I told you (Can’t touch this)
Too hot (Can’t touch this)
Yo, we outta here (Can’t touch this)
Songwriters: Alonzo Miller,MC Hammer,Rick James
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC,BMG Rights Management
For non-commercial use only.


Ingredients
1/2 cup butter, softened
1/3 cup sugar
1 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
FILLING:
1 package (8 ounces) cream cheese, softened
1/4 cup plus 1/3 cup sugar, divided
1 large egg, lightly beaten
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
5-1/2 cups thinly sliced peeled tart apples (about 6 medium)
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/4 cup sliced almonds
Directions
Preheat oven to 450°. In a small bowl, cream butter and sugar. Beat in flour and vanilla until blended. Press onto the bottom of a greased 9-in. springform pan.
In a large bowl, beat cream cheese and 1/4 cup sugar until fluffy. Beat in egg and vanilla. Pour over crust. In another large bowl, toss apples with cinnamon and remaining sugar. Spoon over cream cheese layer.
Bake 10 minutes. Reduce oven setting to 400°; bake 25 minutes. Sprinkle almonds over top; bake 10-15 minutes longer or until lightly browned and a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. Cool on a wire rack. Remove sides of pan before slicing. Store in the refrigerator.
Nutrition Facts
1 slice: 213 calories, 12g fat (7g saturated fat), 44mg cholesterol, 87mg sodium, 25g carbohydrate (17g sugars, 1g fiber), 3g protein.
Originally published as Applle Bavarian Torte in Taste of Home Cookbook Contest 2010/2011