Exhausted and ravenous, I breathe a sigh of relief as I finally step through the front door and into our home. Throwing myself onto the couch, I sank into the plush cushions, sentenced to a few sleepy hours of sulking. A faint, sweet aroma drifted its way over from the kitchen, where a small collection of ramekins lined the counter. I walked over, picked one up, grabbed a spoon, and took a bite. It was heavenly. The pudding-like substance seemed to immediately cure my anguish. From that day on, I never looked back on calling Panna Cotta my favorite dessert.
Tiny Story: Fina Kutcher
A time I felt truly satisfied.
November 16, 2023
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Fina Kutcher, Journalist
Fina Kutcher is a junior at CHS, and she is in her 3rd semester on staff. When she isn’t busy with schoolwork, she can usually be found listening to music, hanging out with friends, or baking. She also loves dancing, and spends time almost every day at the studio practicing and rehearsing. She is stoked to be spending another semester on the Communicator staff!