393 Quotes About Taste
- Author Pierre Bourdieu
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Taste is first and foremost distaste, disgust and visceral intolerance of the taste of others.
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- Author Laura Madeleine
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A rich steam rose and he took a sip. Sweetness flooded his tongue, followed by cream, sugar, spices, chocolate finer than anything he had ever tasted, dark and bitter and delicious.
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- Author Lailah Gifty Akita
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The sweetness of taste of the truth.
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- Author Dada Bhagwan
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The Knower of ‘taste’ is the Soul. The enjoyer of 'taste' is not the Soul.
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- Author Susan Wiggs
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Returning to the buffet, she helped herself to another piece of focaccia bread, the top glistening with a sheen of olive oil and sprinkled with big crystals of salt, fronds of rosemary and tiny curls of thinly sliced garlic. She tasted the bread and made a sound of pleasure that would have embarrassed her if anyone had heard."It's even better with this Cabernet." Dominic Rossi stood there with two full glasses of red wine.Tess felt her face heat with a blush. Okay, so he'd heard.
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- Author Ellen Herrick
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She might have managed to swerve through the crowds to rescue Henry, but that tray of oysters came by and she was distracted. She took one and a lemon, squeezing it so hard the juice stung her eye. 'Fair price,' she thought as she tipped the oyster into her mouth.It slid down her throat, with an echo of the sea, the siren song of salt and rock and dark depths.
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- Author Stacey Ballis
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So," he explains. "Take the piece of bread, dip it in the olive oil and then in the spice and nut mix, and then smear some of the spicy carrot dip on top."The appetizer is complicated to assemble, but absolutely delicious. The bread, a hearty baguette from La Boulangerie, is a chewy, crusty foil for the buttery oil, savory crunchy nut mixture, and sweet and spicy carrot puree. An explosion of flavor and texture. He also has some creamy local chèvre, and marinated olives.
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- Author Hannah Tunnicliffe
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I rip open a packet of buffalo mozzarella, ivory spheres floating in a milky womb. I drain the liquid and cut a thick, creamy slice. Placing one of my runaway tomatoes on top, I stand at the kitchen counter and eat, the yellow oil running down my chin. It was rich and full. Like summer and sunshine.
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