This brand... is really pungent.

Sometimes quite freshly floral, and then again sometimes extremely pungent.

There was also promenading, and the steam organ attached to a small roundabout filled the air with a pungent flavour of oil and with equally pungent music.

It was frightening, and it showered us with leaves and a pungent smell.

Taste

Taste

You've got taste in clothes, taste in food....

And you could taste herbs, you could taste spices.

Then he'd run his hand over the rag paper, and the pungent ink and the deckled edges of the pages.

No taste?

Taste it.

Taste? Maybe.

Extraordinary taste.

Taste good?

Your taste in music, your taste in art, your politics.

What fantastic taste.

Such mediocre taste.

What bizarre taste.

You taste good.

Don't taste bad.

I mean, taste.

Here, taste this.

You taste good.

An unusual taste!

Babies love the taste of sweet and hate the taste of bitter.

In the corner by the fireplace lay the fragments of half a dozen smashed bottles, and a pungent twang of chlorine tainted the air.

The taste is delicious.

At least, taste it.

What's it taste of?

It's always about taste.

You have some taste.

Bittersweet this would taste

It would taste great.

Here, Martha, taste this.

The taste of death.

How did it taste?

And in questionable taste.

Not to your taste?

She's got knowledge, taste...

Such simply elegant taste.

What taste you have.

If that's your taste...

She has good taste.

Lotus taste it again.

I want two people on each side of this debate in the audience to have 30 seconds to make one short, crisp, pungent, powerful point.