Easy Peanut Butter Muffins

You can never have too many morn meal recipes, so give Easy Peanut Butter Muffins a try. This recipe makes 12 servings with 250 calories, 8g of protein, and 11g of fat each. For 27 cents per serving, this recipe covers 7% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. 1210 people found this recipe to be yummy and satisfying. This recipe from Julies Eats and Treats requires peanut butter chips, butter, peanut butter, and salt. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes around 30 minutes. With a spoonacular score of 38%, this dish is rather bad. Similar recipes are Microwave Peanut Butter Fudge topped with Chocolate & Mini Peanut Butter Cups | Muffins for Muffin, Chocolate Chip Peanut Butter Muffins with Peanut Butter Icing, and Peanut Butter Muffins with Peanut Butter Streusel.

Servings: 12

Preparation duration: 15 minutes

Cooking duration: 15 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 Tbsp baking powder

2 Tbsp butter, room temperature

2 eggs

2 c. all-purpose flour

1 c. milk

1/2 c. peanut butter

1/2 c. peanut butter chips

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 c. sugar

Equipment:

bowl

muffin liners

muffin tray

Cooking instruction summary:

In a large bowl cream together the sugar, butter and eggs. Add peanut butter and milk and mix until combined. In another bowl sift together flour, baking powder, and salt. Mix into wet mixture until just combined. Stir in peanut butter chips. Divide evenly into muffin tin lined with muffin cups or greased. Fill each cup 2/3's full. Bake at 400 degrees for 15-17 minutes or until they test done.

 

Step by step:


1. In a large bowl cream together the sugar, butter and eggs.

2. Add peanut butter and milk and mix until combined. In another bowl sift together flour, baking powder, and salt.

3. Mix into wet mixture until just combined. Stir in peanut butter chips. Divide evenly into muffin tin lined with muffin cups or greased. Fill each cup 2/3's full.

4. Bake at 400 degrees for 15-17 minutes or until they test done.


Nutrition Information:

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250k Calories
7g Protein
11g Total Fat
31g Carbs
2% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
250k
13%

Fat
11g
17%

  Saturated Fat
4g
29%

Carbohydrates
31g
11%

  Sugar
13g
15%

Cholesterol
35mg
12%

Sodium
197mg
9%

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Protein
7g
16%

Phosphorus
161mg
16%

Manganese
0.31mg
15%

Selenium
10µg
15%

Vitamin B3
2mg
13%

Folate
50µg
13%

Vitamin B1
0.18mg
12%

Vitamin B2
0.18mg
11%

Iron
1mg
9%

Calcium
78mg
8%

Vitamin E
1mg
8%

Potassium
230mg
7%

Fiber
1g
6%

Magnesium
24mg
6%

Copper
0.09mg
5%

Vitamin B6
0.09mg
4%

Zinc
0.64mg
4%

Vitamin B5
0.4mg
4%

Vitamin D
0.45µg
3%

Vitamin B12
0.16µg
3%

Vitamin A
131IU
3%

covered percent of daily need
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