To cheer for the C’s! Or once the feet for your peas Or even a beer that goes well with creams.

You slice me dead, yet cry when you do. You can fry me and so on for food. I come in purple, red, or white, but I'll taste bad if you take a direct bite!

Guess what?

Questions to be answered and fortunes to unfold. With a little inquiry and a shake, their fate can escape my murky blue depths.

I am whole with a hole. A sweet treat known to go straight to your seat.