If you try a pupusa alone, it tastes a little dry, just as the coleslaw on its own is tame.

I sat down and took a bite of my sandwich, but it tasted dry and flat.

Maybe it was the time the ethereal croissants tasted a little dry.

The champagne tasted sharp and dry and it had lost its fizz.

The bean paste having been used up, it tasted dry and salty.

The shambles of that pipe dream tasted dry as dust now.

More important, perhaps, they found it difficult to understand why wines which smelled so seductively sweet should taste dry to the point of austerity.

It looked rosy red and terrific, but tasted dry.

The food tasted dry and the klah was cold.

The air tasted crisp and impossibly dry, but not so much as a molecule of dust invaded his breathing.