Answer:
What food has no beginning, end, or middle?
What stinks when living and smells good when dead?
This food is a Thanksgiving tradition.
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead.
What do you always smell but never smelled you
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.