Raspberry Chocolate Waffles

Raspberry Chocolate Waffles requires about 10 minutes from start to finish. For 65 cents per serving, this recipe covers 15% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. This side dish has 456 calories, 11g of protein, and 24g of fat per serving. This recipe serves 5. This recipe from A Zesty Bite has 47 fans. If you have flour, eggs, milk, and a few other ingredients on hand, you can make it. It is a good option if you're following a lacto ovo vegetarian diet. All things considered, we decided this recipe deserves a spoonacular score of 56%. This score is pretty good. If you like this recipe, take a look at these similar recipes: Chocolate Raspberry Waffles with Chocolate-Peanut Butter Drizzle, Chocolate Waffles with Raspberry Sauce, and Chocolate Chip Waffles with Homemade Raspberry Sauce.

Servings: 5

Preparation duration: 5 minutes

Cooking duration: 5 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 tablespoons baking powder

1/2 cup butter, melted and cooled

3 teaspoons cocoa powder

2 large eggs

2 cups flour

1 3/4 cup milk

1/3 cup raspberries, mashed

2 tablespoons sugar

Equipment:

bowl

whisk

waffle iron

Cooking instruction summary:

In a bowl combine the flour, sugar and baking powder. In a separate bowl combine butter, eggs and milk. Add the wet ingredients to the flour mixture and whisk until everything is well combined.Separate the batter into two different bowls. Pour cocoa powder in one and raspberries in the other. Mix the batters and then pour 1/3 cup of each one into a waffle iron.Repeat until all waffle batter has been used.

 

Step by step:


1. In a bowl combine the flour, sugar and baking powder. In a separate bowl combine butter, eggs and milk.

2. Add the wet ingredients to the flour mixture and whisk until everything is well combined.Separate the batter into two different bowls.

3. Pour cocoa powder in one and raspberries in the other.

4. Mix the batters and then pour 1/3 cup of each one into a waffle iron.Repeat until all waffle batter has been used.


Nutrition Information:

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451k Calories
10g Protein
23g Total Fat
49g Carbs
6% Health Score
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Calories
451k
23%

Fat
23g
37%

  Saturated Fat
14g
88%

Carbohydrates
49g
17%

  Sugar
9g
11%

Cholesterol
131mg
44%

Sodium
230mg
10%

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Protein
10g
22%

Selenium
26µg
38%

Phosphorus
342mg
34%

Vitamin B1
0.44mg
30%

Vitamin B2
0.5mg
29%

Folate
107µg
27%

Calcium
227mg
23%

Manganese
0.44mg
22%

Iron
3mg
17%

Vitamin A
816IU
16%

Vitamin B3
3mg
16%

Potassium
463mg
13%

Vitamin D
1µg
12%

Vitamin B12
0.6µg
10%

Vitamin B5
0.9mg
9%

Fiber
2g
8%

Magnesium
27mg
7%

Copper
0.14mg
7%

Zinc
1mg
7%

Vitamin E
0.9mg
6%

Vitamin B6
0.09mg
5%

Vitamin K
2µg
3%

Vitamin C
2mg
3%

covered percent of daily need
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