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I am a food made from the pressed curds of milk. I come in American, swiss, sharp and many other flavors. What am I?
It produces a flower but it is not its fruit; it produces branches which are its fruit.
I'm a long, green-skinned fruit with watery flesh, usually eaten raw in salads or pickled.
What stinks when living and smells good when dead?
This type of tempting cuisine is independent of utensils and usually tastes better than it sounds.
Why is the letter B always cool?