Triple Chocolate Banana Bread


I love chocolate. According to my mother, my first word was chocolate. It’s the longest love affair I’ve ever had. Love me some chocolate on EVERYTHING!

I also love banana bread. Not just any banana bread – my grandmother’s banana bread. It’s the bomb dot com.

So I found a way to put both of them together!


This is a revamp of a Death by Chocolate Banana Bread recipe I found online (link to that below).

There’s so much chocolate in every bite, and the taste of banana – YUM! I don’t feel as guilty eating it because hey, there’s bananas in it. Check fruit off my food pyramid for today!

Now I don’t really think I’m going to eat anything else.

Triple Chocolate Banana Bread


  • 1/2 cup Butter (melted)
  • 1 cup Flour
  • 1/2 cup Cocoa Powder
  • 1 teaspoon Baking Soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon Salt
  • 3/4 cups Sugar
  • 1/4 cup Buttermilk
  • 1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract
  • 2 Eggs (One large egg, one egg yolk)
  • 1 1/2 cup Chocolate Chips
  • 3 Bananas (mashed)


Step 1
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease or flour 9 x 5 loaf pan.
Step 2
In large bowl, combine flour, cocoa powder, salt and baking soda.
Step 3
In a separate bowl, mix sugar, butter, buttermilk, egg, egg yolk and vanilla until smooth.
Step 4
Combine the two bowls, stir until completely mixed and slowly fold in chocolate chips
Step 5
Pour batter into loaf pan. Bake until golden brown about 60 minutes. Make sure toothpick comes out clean. Let cool before serving.


Easy, Fun Spinach Lasagna Roll Ups

I’m all about good food. And easy food. Especially since I’m new to this whole eat-something-nutritious-for-dinner-not-a-bowl-of-cereal thing. And I thought I wasn’t turning into my mother.

I have had plenty of failed recipes that I have tried to do for my family and blog. You don’t even want to know about the turkey and zucchini meatballs that pretty much destroyed my oven and my daughter’s appetite.

But this recipe not only hits the spot when it comes to satisfying taste buds, it’s easy on a busy mom and makes the house smell fantastic! And with a giant, 120 lb dog that is sometimes a hard thing to do at my house!


On the particular day I made these, I quick mixed everything together, threw it in the fridge, took a walk with one of my besties and came home rolled-it up, threw it in the oven and it was ready just in time for some Grey’s Anatomy and wine time with her!

My daughter is also eating anything we eat and she loves this!


Molly also galloped through my house whenever a piece was dropped on the floor. I used the few rolls that were left over for lunch for the rest of the week. SCORE!

This dinner is a winner all around.

I’m not a big meat in my lasagna person but it would be very easy to add in some ground venison, beef or turkey.

This goes excelled paired with wine. Red or white. Just as long as it’s wine really.



Spinach Lasagna Roll Ups

Serves 6
Prep time 20 minutes
Cook time 40 minutes
Total time 1 hour
Allergy Egg, Milk
Dietary Vegetarian
Meal type Lunch, Main Dish
Misc Child Friendly, Freezable, Serve Hot
Website Skinny Taste
A modern and easy take on a classic lasagna recipe. Perfect for beginners and hungry people.


  • 6 Lasagna noodles
  • 2 cups Spinach
  • 15oz Ricotta Cheese
  • 1/2 cup Parmesan Cheese (grated)
  • 1 Egg
  • 2 cups Tomato Sauce
  • 1/4 cup Mozzarella Cheese (shredded)
  • 1 clove Garlic


Tip: Lay cooked noodles out on foil or wax paper before adding cheese. This will keep them from sticking to your counter.


Step 1
Preheat oven 350 degrees. Sautee spinach and garlic over medium heat until spinach is wilted.
Step 2
Boil water and cook lasagna noodles.
Step 3
Combine spinach, ricotta cheese, egg, parmesan cheese. Add salt and pepper to taste. Cover the bottom of a 9 x 12 baking dish with one cup of the sauce.
Step 4
Lay out cooked noodles, pat dry. Spread spoonfuls of the cheese mixture onto noodle until it's evenly covered.
Step 5
Roll noodle up and place seam side down in baking dish. Repeat until all noodles are in dish.
Cover and cheese
Step 6
Cover noodles in remaining sauce. Top each noodle with mozzarella cheese.
Step 7
Cover dish with foil. Cook for 40 minutes, or until cheese is melted.
Step 8

One Year Down

Holy crap. My daughter is one!

I am amazed everyday to watch her grow, learn and master new skills everyday. Tonight she managed to get herself into her now-too-small-bumbo seat and was stuck, trying to get out. Utilize those problem-solving skills girl.

I sit back and remember everything about when she was born: her smell, her touch, her ten fingers and ten toes, and her teenie tiny ears – just like her father’s.

I also remember the pain, determination and how I literally became my own version of the Hulk during her natural birth. (Just ask my husband about my angry voice.)

I think about the anxiety and being scared my first few hours and days with Charlotte, thinking can I do this? Am I a good mom? Did I get all of the poop? Am I making enough milk for her? What do we do now? And who the hell woke her up?!


I remember everything about her growing this past year, I remember like it was all just yesterday.

What can’t I remember? Life before her. My life began on April 9, 2015.

I wouldn’t change anything for the world. But there are somethings I am glad are over. And looking back, some things that may have not been the best ideas.

Month by Month pictures

Like, month-by-month pictures. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I did them and they were a nice decoration at her party. But dear lord, they were difficult to take. Most of the time the pictures were taken on the legit last day of whatever month she was turning.

Birthday decorations

At a very young age, Charlie became obsessed with Minions. Mostly because she learns a lot from her father and he is pretty fond of the little yellow dudes. He always talked to her in their silly voices and saying ‘banannaaaaaa’ over and over again. It always made her laugh, smile or stop crying. Now, she is one year old and says a few words, dada of course (can’t live it down that she says dada and not momma), but you better believe this little girl speaks fluent minion!

I think I am a pretty lenient parent, but I have a patience level of -50, which Charlie as taught me more patience.. so maybe it has grown to maybe 5? But I am very happy we never were successful teaching her ‘ut oh’ or giving in to her dropping things and always picking them up.

But I did teach her something that I wouldn’t recommend. Bang bang.

Couldn’t be too dangerous, right?

At maybe five or six months I taught Charlie how to hit her hands on things to make noise, like drumming on a table or toy. Innocent? Until she got in the hands of her older brothers ;).

While sitting on her oldest brother’s shoulders, her younger-older brother (still following?) yelled ‘Bang! Bang, Charlie! Bang, bang!’ So like any good listener does, she hits the closest thing to her with her hands – her oldest brother’s head! Now, she is used as a very cute weapon.

I packed up her old clothes the day before her first birthday. Mostly because her father dresses her in whatever is in the drawers. Today I picked her up from daycare in a too small Halloween onesie, “So cute it’s scary.” Scary indeed. But I digress, looking at all of her tiny stockings, pants, shirts brought back memories of the last 52 weeks. I was flooded with emotions and a slideshow in my head of her newborn pictures to her at our wedding, to Halloween and Thanksgiving and Christmas.

I couldn’t wait for her to roll over, then she did. I couldn’t wait for her to crawl, then she did. I couldn’t wait for her to talk, and then she did. I couldn’t wait for her to walk, then she did.


My heart sank as I thought of all of her firsts that have come and gone, and just like that my baby is no longer a baby – she’s officially a toddler.

And then it hit me, now there’s going to be even more firsts, and the seconds and thirds will be better than the first time around. We will keep the pictures of the past year, but now is the exciting time – the present.

I’ve learned not to wish her life away and but to treasure every moment, even the not-so-fun days and temper tantrums.

Instead of waiting to hit milestones, I can’t wait for her to be successful, and she will be. I can’t wait for her to show her motivation and drive, and she will. I can’t wait for her to fall in love, with only her father and brothers of course, and she already has. I can’t wait for her to laugh at her grandfather’s jokes, which she will. I can’t wait to watch her amazing life, right before my eyes.


Which will continue right after she wakes up from her second nap.

Here’s to one year down – and 99 years to go.