Strawberry Oat Flaxseed Muffins

I'm a sucker for muffins, and even better... So is my son. Which in my case is great.

I used to buy the lovely processed packages that we are all guilty of probably purchasing at least once.. Right? But then, once upon a time, we decided that crap is SO bad for us. As much as I hate cooking, I've actually found that the more I do it, and the healthier it is, the more I like to do it.

So I started looking around for muffin recipes that I could basically just alter, and pump with natural ingredients to replace things like butter and sugar, and preservatives to be replaced with real fruit. May I also add, homegirl at pioneer woman has got it goin on (I love her recipes).

So here's what I came up with. ** You can use bananas instead of honey as a sweetener if you'd like, but since Hasting is having issues with bowel movements, I'm staying clear of bananas atm. Use 2 bananas if you use bananas **

2.5C old fashioned oats

1C vanilla Greek yogurt

2 eggs

3 tsp raw local honey

1 1/2tsp baking powder

1/2tsp baking soda

1 1/2C organic applesauce

2tsp flaxseed (you can leave this out)

2T coconut oil

6-8 large strawberries chopped up

Preheat oven to 400. Split your strawberries up (so you have some to sprinkle on top). Blend your oats in a blender. Mix all ingredients together in a large bowl. Spray muffin pan, and spoon in 2/3 full. Sprinkle remaining strawberries on top. Bake for 15 minutes.

Wallah.

They're amazing. And if your having bowel movement issues, I can promise you they work. No added fat. No butter. No sugar. Naturally sweetened.

Thank me later 😉

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