Applesauce Waffles

As if we didn't have enough apples and applesauce in our lives, we went apple picking this weekend. It was Colin's first time out, and we went with my sister-in-law and some friends who also have a 20 month old. The babies ate their weight in whole apples, and the parents wondered what they were going to do with pounds and pounds of fruit. I have plans for crisp and pancakes, and am planning to make several batches of these waffles to stick in the freezer.

Aside from being awesome for anyone, these waffles are excellent for kids. They are portable and easy to eat, as well as being relatively healthy.

Applesauce Waffles
modified from Chocolate Covered Katie

Yield: 4 waffles

1 cup whole wheat pastry flour (or all-purpose)
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2 cup applesauce
1/4 cup maple syrup
2-4 Tablespoons milk
1 Tablespoon coconut oil (or other or butter)
2 teaspoons vanilla extract

Preheat waffle iron. I have this All-Clad Classic Round Waffle Maker (thank you, engagement present), and turned it to 4 1/2. Check your directions and set to medium.
Whisk together flour, salt, baking soda, baking powder and cinnamon.
In a separate bowl, stir together applesauce, maple syrup, milk, coconut oil and vanilla. If it's getting chilly in your house, you might need to warm your coconut oil so it turns to liquid.
Pour wet ingredients into dry and stir to combine.
Prepare the waffle iron with oil or spray and pour 1/4 of the mixture onto the plates. Cook until golden brown.

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