Chocolate Chip Cinnamon Peanut Butter Bread

Chocolate Chip Cinnamon Peanut Butter Bread takes roughly 1 hour from beginning to end. This recipe serves 1 and costs $3.9 per serving. One serving contains 4534 calories, 85g of protein, and 233g of fat. 64 people have tried and liked this recipe. If you have all purpose flour, peanut butter, sugar, and a few other ingredients on hand, you can make it. It is brought to you by Call Me PMC. Overall, this recipe earns a tremendous spoonacular score of 95%. Similar recipes include Homemade Cinnamon Chip and White Chocolate Peanut Butter (gluten-free), Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Banana Bread, and Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Banana Bread.

Servings: 1

Preparation duration: 10 minutes

Cooking duration: 50 minutes

 

Ingredients:

2 cup all purpose flour

1 teaspoon baking soda

½ cup buttermilk

1 cup chocolate chips

2 large eggs

½ cup peanut butter, I used Peanut Butter & Co Cinnamon Peanut Butter

½ teaspoon salt

1 cup sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla

½ cup vegetable oil

Equipment:

hand mixer

loaf pan

bowl

oven

frying pan

Cooking instruction summary:

Preheat oven to 325 degrees fahrenheit.Spray a 9x5.5 inch loaf pan with non-stick spray.In the bowl of an electric mixer combine oil, peanut butter and sugar. Cream until smooth.Add eggs one at a time and mix until combined.In a small bowl, combine baking soda, salt and flour.Add flour mixture alternately with buttermilk mixing until just combined.Stir in vanilla.Stir in chocolate chips being careful not to over-mix.Pour into prepared pan and bake at 325 degrees 45 to 5 minutes or until center is set.

 

Step by step:


1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees fahrenheit.Spray a 9x5.5 inch loaf pan with non-stick spray.In the bowl of an electric mixer combine oil, peanut butter and sugar. Cream until smooth.

2. Add eggs one at a time and mix until combined.In a small bowl, combine baking soda, salt and flour.

3. Add flour mixture alternately with buttermilk mixing until just combined.Stir in vanilla.Stir in chocolate chips being careful not to over-mix.

4. Pour into prepared pan and bake at 325 degrees 45 to 5 minutes or until center is set.


Nutrition Information:

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4514k Calories
83g Protein
231g Total Fat
546g Carbs
50% Health Score
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Calories
4514k
226%

Fat
231g
357%

  Saturated Fat
134g
839%

Carbohydrates
546g
182%

  Sugar
331g
368%

Cholesterol
412mg
137%

Sodium
3247mg
141%

Alcohol
1g
8%

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Protein
83g
166%

Selenium
128µg
183%

Manganese
3mg
182%

Vitamin B3
32mg
161%

Folate
605µg
151%

Vitamin B1
2mg
144%

Vitamin B2
2mg
122%

Vitamin E
17mg
114%

Phosphorus
1032mg
103%

Iron
18mg
101%

Fiber
19g
77%

Magnesium
278mg
70%

Copper
1mg
55%

Vitamin B6
1mg
51%

Calcium
498mg
50%

Zinc
7mg
49%

Vitamin B5
4mg
45%

Potassium
1414mg
40%

Vitamin K
29µg
28%

Vitamin B12
1µg
24%

Vitamin D
3µg
24%

Vitamin A
1141IU
23%

Vitamin C
1mg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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