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This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?
You’ll find me in a soup, in a burger, in a pizza, I am green when raw and red when ripened and ready to become a condiment.
A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. Who am I?
Give it a toss, and it's ready, but not until it's dressed. What is it?
Why was the cook arrested?