Homemade Vitatop Muffins: Decadently Chocolate and Healthy

Homemade Vitatop Muffins: Decadently Chocolate and Healthy is a hor d'oeuvre that serves 15. One portion of this dish contains roughly 5g of protein, 6g of fat, and a total of 151 calories. For 60 cents per serving, this recipe covers 9% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. It is a good option if you're following a gluten free diet. This recipe from Food Fanatic has 158 fans. If you have apple, oat bran, nonfat vanilla yogurt, and a few other ingredients on hand, you can make it. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes roughly 20 minutes. All things considered, we decided this recipe deserves a spoonacular score of 45%. This score is pretty good. If you like this recipe, you might also like recipes such as Copycat Banana Bread Vitatop Muffins {Gluten Free & Low Carb}, Decadently Healthy Chestnut and Hazelnut Cheesecake… or what I had for breakfast this week, and Gluten Free Zucchini Bread: Decadently Chocolate.

Servings: 15

Preparation duration: 5 minutes

Cooking duration: 15 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 apple, peeled and diced (about 1/2 cup)

1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder

1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda

1/2 teaspoon cream of tartar

3 egg whites

1/2 cup nonfat vanilla yogurt

1 3/4 cups oat bran

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 cup semisweet chocolate chips

1/2 cup splenda, or sugar

3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

1 cup water, hot

Equipment:

muffin tray

blender

toothpicks

wire rack

spatula

Cooking instruction summary:

Place all ingredients, excluding chocolate chips, into the blender and blend for 2-3 minutes until completely smooth.Grease a muffin tin and pour 1/4 cup batter into each cup. Top each cup-full of batter with a tablespoon of chocolate chips.Bake at 350°F for 15 minutes, until an inserted toothpicks comes out clean.Remove to a wire rack to cool (use a small spatula to loosen muffins from the tin if necessary).

 

Step by step:


1. Place all ingredients, excluding chocolate chips, into the blender and blend for 2-3 minutes until completely smooth.Grease a muffin tin and pour 1/4 cup batter into each cup. Top each cup-full of batter with a tablespoon of chocolate chips.

2. Bake at 350°F for 15 minutes, until an inserted toothpicks comes out clean.

3. Remove to a wire rack to cool (use a small spatula to loosen muffins from the tin if necessary).


Nutrition Information:

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150k Calories
5g Protein
6g Total Fat
26g Carbs
4% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
150k
8%

Fat
6g
10%

  Saturated Fat
3g
20%

Carbohydrates
26g
9%

  Sugar
12g
13%

Cholesterol
0.88mg
0%

Sodium
166mg
7%

Caffeine
20mg
7%

Get Enough Of These
Protein
5g
10%

Manganese
1mg
56%

Phosphorus
204mg
20%

Magnesium
77mg
19%

Copper
0.38mg
19%

Fiber
4g
19%

Selenium
9µg
14%

Iron
2mg
12%

Vitamin B1
0.18mg
12%

Potassium
300mg
9%

Zinc
1mg
7%

Vitamin B2
0.09mg
5%

Calcium
52mg
5%

Vitamin B5
0.27mg
3%

Folate
9µg
2%

Vitamin B6
0.04mg
2%

Vitamin B3
0.34mg
2%

Vitamin E
0.23mg
2%

Vitamin K
1µg
2%

Vitamin B12
0.07µg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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