Food Chamber: Stage 11, 14, 18 > |
no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A Bread Board | I'm a tool oft used to take bread from the stove, a flat board for inserting or removing loaves |
2 | A Spatula | I've a broad wooden blade with a handle to grip, a tool to give omelets and pancakes a flip |
3 | A Knife Block | I'm a four-slotted home to a sharpened quartet, but with two gone I'm hosting an in complete set |
4 | A Loaf of bread | I'm active yeast added to dough rolled in round, removed from the oven once crusted and browned |
5 | A bunch of Bananas | We're the golden hue bunch that's preferred by an ape, a peelable snack with a long crescent shape |
6 | 2 Slabs of Meat | We're two beefy sides on the opposite of three, supported by what catches fish of the sea |
7 | A head of Lettuce | I'm an emerald head without any face, a collection of leaves for a tossed salad's base |
8 | Flower in a Vase | We share name with ground grain but we're differently spelled, two growths in a pot to by noses be smelled |
9 | A container of Pasta | I'm a gathering of long angel hair in a bunch, a container of pre-boiled Italian lunch |
10 | A basket of Red Apples | Our color's the same as the basket we're in; we're a sweet pulpy fruit with a ruby toned skin |
11 | A basket of Limes | Like my cousin the lemon, I'm a sour ellipse; I'm bluer in hue but still pucker the lips |
12 | A Windmill | I'm a breeze powered structure to generate power, a set of four rotating sails atop tower |
13 | A cup of Berries | I'm a miniature pitcher of small spheres in red, not carrying liquid but sweet fruit instead |
14 | A Lunch Box | I'm a carrying chamber for sandwich and drink, a pail the color of Indian ink |
15 | A rack of Ribs | I was once what expanded when cattle inhaled, a succulent rack on a steel I hook impaled |
16 | A Blue plastic Pitcher | Like a cloud pouring rain, I pour liquid to cup, in a color you'd see when outside, looking up |
17 | A Fish | If I'd skip wormy meals my life might be spared, for as soon as I bite, I'll have found myself snared |
18 | A container of Wheat | I'm a pot of tall grass from which common grain's taken, ground to make flour when there's bread that needs bakin' |
19 | A Plate with Blue Design | I'm a porcelain food holder standing upright, with a sapphire ring in a field of white |
20 | A bottle of Wine | I'v not a crick but a cork in my neck; a notable booster of fine diner's checks |
21 | A Pot with a star design | Among cookware that hangs I'm star of the show, for beneath cooking food you'll find five points below |
22 | An Oven mitt | I am to the hand what a sock is to feet, worn while cooking to keep out, not keep in, the heat |
23 | A Yellow tea kettle | I heat water for chamomiles. greens and earl greys, a whistler the color of sun's brightening rays |
24 | A meat Tenderizer | I'm a tool for pounding and softening meat, ensuring it's less chewy and easier to eat |
25 | An Electronix Mxer | For whipping up mixtures I've powerful beaters, and bowl to make meals for an army of eaters |
26 | A stack of books | We're collections of words under covers to crack, three horizontal tomes in a vertical stack |
27 | A basket of Oranges | Our fire hued peels are granted for zest; it's for our squeezed breakfast time juice we're known best |
28 | A container of honey | I'm a sticky gold treasure protected by bees, oft sold in a plastic bear bottle to squeeze |
29 | A Flag | I'm a country's insignia that waves in the breeze, atop pole, atop mast, or the stinkiest of cheese |
30 | A Wheel of Cheese | I'm a curdled milk solid which perfectly rolls, with a fraction removed to reveal gas-made holes |
31 | A turkey baster | I'm a tool to keep roasting birds juicy and plump; I add moisture on top with each hand powered pump |
32 | A Fire Extinguisher | From a tiny inferno there's nothing to fea, for a squeeze of my trigger makes flames disappear |
33 | A basket of Tomatoes | When pureed we're matched up with mustard on meat; we're chunks found in salsa but don't add the heat |
34 | A silver tea kettle | I'm a heating pot shining in silver, not gold, used by those who prefer hot tea, not cold |
35 | A Wine glass | I'm a bowl with a stem above foot just below, a shattering vessel for sipping merlot |
36 | A pair of boots | We add distance from ground as you walk down the street, a high heeled old-western cover for feet |
37 | A carved Swan | I've no feathers because I'm a carved wooden fake, a slender necked fowl found to swim about lake |
38 | A carrot | For crunching at lunchtime I'm cut into sticks, a fiery hued root for a vegetable mix |
39 | A cook book | When preparing a meal I'm what to access, a wide open manual for cooking success |
40 | A copper pot | I'm an odd colored cooker that hangs among many, a boiling bucket the shade of a penny |
41 | A pig shaped cookie jar | I'm that from which chocolate chop baked goods are taken, by those who would store all their cookies in bacon |
42 | A sack of flour | I'm a crucial ingredient of baked goods you eat, a plump printed package of finely ground wheat |
43 | A jar of wooden spoon | We're a wooden bouquet best for stirring up posts, three stirrers in vase with some decorative dots |
44 | A cocktail shaker | I assist to mix drinks however they're preferred, a means to make martinis shaken, not stirred |
45 | A thermometer | I confirm that the making of meal's complete, for I notify cooks when it's reached proper heat |
46 | A Toaster | I'm a place where four slices are lowered in slot, to be slathered with butter once crispy and hot |
47 | A bunch of green grapes | We're turned into jelly for spreading on bread, in shades like an emerald rather than red |
48 | A timer | When cooking begins I've a face to be spun, alerting the chef when his meal is done |
49 | A fire extinguisher | From a tiny inferno there's nothing to fear, for a squeeze of my trigger makes flames disapper |
50 | A watermelon | I've a sweet ruby flesh with black specks beneath rind; by my name you might think I'm aquatic find |
51 | A carton of eggs | We're an octet of ovals for breaking in two, revealing gold yolk in a protein rich goo |
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