The beer tasted good, but it was not what he really needed.

The beer tasted like a little bit of heaven.

The beer tasted like beer, although it was of an interesting green color.

I thought that the beer tasted a little on the nasty side.

Sara took it, though beer had always tasted like swill to her.

It was only water, but no beer ever tasted better after a day's yardwork.

The beer tasted as if it was happy to connive at this state of affairs.

His beer didn't usually taste like that and anyway it wasn't always quite so flat.

The beer felt and tasted good going down his throat.

All Mike could think was how good a beer would taste about now.