Across
- 3. I swim the seas with silvery grace, sealed in cans or grilled with taste.
- 4. I’m a wrinkled treat from sunny days, once plump and purple, now dried in rays.
- 7. I’m golden and sticky, made by bees, sweetening life with natural ease.
- 9. I hang in bunches, round and small, stomped for wine or eaten raw.
- 11. I rise with warmth and crusty cheer, sliced or whole, I’m always near.
Down
- 1. I’m light and crisp with layers neat, often found where chocolate meets.
- 2. I hide in shells both hard and tight, cracked for crunch or roasted right.
- 5. I sway in oceans, green and thin, wrapped around sushi or crisped for a snack win.
- 6. I melt in mouths and hearts alike, dark or milk, I’m everyone’s delight.
- 8. I wear a yellow coat and curve with pride, peel me back and sweetness hides.
- 10. I swim in schools then pack in tins, salty little fish with shiny skins.