Quotes About Taste

He knows all about art, but he doesn't know what he likes.

The only rules comedy can tolerate are those of taste, and the only limitations those of libel.

I hate Gucci. It's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.

That's odd,' said Henry. 'The first thing I thought of when I tasted that coffee was you.

I hate Gucci, said Francis. Do you? said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. Really? I think it's rather grand. Come on, Henry. Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity. I don't see what you think is grand about that. Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale, said Henry. this is by god not donna tartt

To find the best authors," he boasted, "is like being able to tell good wine without the labels.

Everybody is, I suppose, either Classic or Gothic by nature. Either you feel in your bones that buildings should be rectangular boxes with lids to them, or you are moved to the marrow by walls that climb and branch, and break into a inflorescence of pinnacles.

We are so made that we soon grow weary of ornament for sake of ornament, and even of beauty that makes no appeal to the heart or the understanding.

Yes, I know. The moment I found she preferred burgundy to champagne I had the highest opinion of her." "No, really

A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.

The dinner itself might well have been planned by the same mind that had devised the décor: black bean soup, crab meat and slivers of crab shell done in cream, roasted crown of lamb with bone tips decently encased in little paper drawers, tiny hard potatoes, green peas ruined by chopped carrots, asparagus instead of salad, and the dessert called, perhaps a shade hysterically, Cherries Jubilee.

Fenchurch had red mullet and said it was delicious. Arthur had a swordfish steak and said it made him angry. He grabbed a passing waitress by the arm and berated her. "Why's this fish so bloody good?" he demanded, angrily.

When the Drink button was pressed it made an instant but highly detailed examination of the subject's taste buds, a spectroscopic analysis of the subject's metabolism and then sent tiny experimental signals down the neural pathways to the taste centers of the subject's brain to see what was likely to go down well.

There is a very simple principle to the making of tea, and it's this—to get the proper flavour of tea, the water has to be boilING (not boilED) when it hits the tea leaves. If it's merely hot, then the tea will be insipid.

I sandpapered the roof of my mouth with 3 bowls of Cap'n Crunch - had raw gobbets of mouth-beef dangling onto my tongue all day

I don't know jack about wine, sorry." "You should learn. It is one of the true and ancient pleasures that make human existence tolerable.

Wine is like many of the finer things in life, which take time and experience to extract their full pleasure and meaning.

This wine is austere, structured, with great finesse, and a long, lingering finish.

Mary seemed to have taken a perverse pleasure in seeing how best she could alternate undercooking and overcooking.

You arouse my gastronomical juices, madame.

She sipped once more.

I like being a cat in my home circle," said Mrs. Bantry. "I don't much like women anyway, and you know it. I like men and flowers." "Excellent taste," said Sir Henry. "Especially in putting men first.

I have a 6-year-old, and his thing is to turn on Radio Disney in the car, and I get such an allergic reaction to listening to that music and the context into which it falls. I'm really working on him about that.

But lately tenpura-soba doesn't taste like it used to.