Answer:
I am enjoyed with a pot and some pointy sticks.
You throw me away, I find my way back. Traditionally, I'm wooden with an arch in my back. What am I?
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
You do not want me when you donβt have me, but when you have me you donβt want to lose me. What am I?
I am owned by the poor, the rich do not need me. If you eat me, you will die! What am I?
The warmer I am the fresher I am.