Answer:
If it weren't for these, no one would be aware of Idaho's existence.
Strip the skin under my skin, and my flesh you'll reveal. It tastes sweet and tart, now throw out the peel. What is it?
Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I'll give you my breeches.
Green but not a lizard, white without being snow, and bearded without being a man.
This food is a white meat, that often goes with salad. It's poultry
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there's no light around