Answer:
This type of tempting cuisine is independent of utensils and usually tastes better than it sounds.
Many people confuse me with a vegetable, but I'm actually a fruit. I'm red when I'm ripe, and I'm sliced and served on burgers.
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
The warmer I am, The fresher I am.
What can be grown without sun or soil and can either provide nourishment or deliver poison?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?