Answer:
Fuels backyard get-ยญtogethers
Mobsters judge the quality of a vehicle by the size of this
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.