Answer:
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
Why was the cook arrested?