Answer:
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
Which popular cheese is made backwards?