Answer:
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
I run cold and hot, I look blue but am red. What am I?
I am an odd number that become even when beheaded.
I'm many people's favorite place even though many don't remember their stay. You'll love to come but hate to leave if you get cold use my sleeves.
I bring light to a dark world. In a current I travel and through tunnels I am hurled. Touch me and I'll kill you. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.