Muffin Monday is here!

On Wednesday. (I blame Family Day.) But you’ll forgive me when you taste these, based on a recipe I came upon several years ago in a cookbook recommended to me by Dr. Julie: Liz Pearson and Mairlyn Smith’s The Ultimate Healthy Eating Plan.

Ground flaxseed (lots of it) gives the following muffs an incredible chewiness. I made these and none others for years, they’re so good. And they’re low on the glycemic index, thanks to the flax, the pumpkin and the hefty dose of bran. And believe it or not, these tasty muffins don’t call for butter or oil. Isn’t that sweet of them? You’d never be able to tell.

Flax-and-pumpkin chocolate-chip muffins

1 cup buttermilk (if you don’t have any on hand, just stir a teaspoon of lemon juice or white vinegar into regular milk to help it curdle)

1 cup pumpkin purée

1/2 cup brown sugar

1 egg

1/2 cup bran-buds cereal

1 1/4 cups whole-wheat flour

1/2 cup wheat bran or oat bran

3/4 cup ground flaxseed (I grind my seeds in a coffee grinder. They should turn practically to powder and will smell gorgeously nutty when pulverized fresh like this)

2 tbsp wheat germ (optional but nice)

1 to 2 tbsp cinnamon (I go heavy on it)

1 tbsp baking powder

1 tsp baking soda

A couple of handfuls of  chocolate chips (I go heavy on them)

1. Preheat your oven to 400 degrees F.

2. Mix the wet ingredients along with the bran buds in a bowl.

3. Sift the dry ingredients together in another, larger bowl.

4. Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and blend until just combined.

5. Spoon batter into muffin cups and bake for 20 to 25 minutes.

Makes 9 to 12 muffins, depending on your hand with the batter.

If you have the willpower not to eat them all at once, freeze half the batch, or a few muffs at least, in a freezer bag. They thaw perfectly, as do all the muffins whose virtues I espouse. You will feel like the most organized person on earth when you pull a frozen muffin out of your freezer – proof that the delicious fit of baking you made time for days or months ago was not, in fact, a vermouth-soaked dream.