I get the weirdest cravings. I was craving bran muffins the other day. I mean really, who craves bran muffins? So I was looking through my recipes and found this one for Wheat Bran Molasses Muffins over at The Global Vegan and got to work.
I had to read the ingredients at least four times as I was baking. No sugar. No sugar? Nope, no sugar. I love molasses but I didn’t think that molasses and raisins were going to cut what I was craving. My baking spidey senses tingled and I added 1/3 cup of sugar to my half batch. You are more than welcome to try without sugar but I needed sugar, probably because I’ve been avoiding it like a good person.
While it messed with the structural integrity of the overall muffin (and I didn’t grease the pans enough, and they sank when they cooled, they were nicely domed), it made them exactly what I wanted. So yes, I ate granulated sugar. I ate 1/6 of a 1/3 of a cup. Translation: less than a tablespoon of white sugar. If I had made the muffins without sugar or something I wasn’t craving, I probably would have eaten the muffins (plural) and then raided some other sort of snack to try to find that taste.
So while not ideal, I took care of my craving with the minimal damage to my system. Life can’t be an all or nothing, I learned that long ago. I don’t even consider it a slip up or a mistake. I consider it living in the real world. Sure, I want to not feel like death after every meal, but I don’t want to be a basket case either. It just isn’t worth it in the end. I’ll probably try them as written some day when I don’t have that certain craving for a certain taste. Molasses is sugar afterall, so yes, I got maybe a tablespoon and a half or two if you count the raisins. Does it matter? No. Now, to think about something green for lunch, I’m done with sugar for a bit now!