The coffee no longer tasted good to me and I put the cap back on it.

But, just imagine how good coffee will taste when you can drink it again hopefully soon.

John's coffee had always tasted like a gift from the gods.

He could still remember how real coffee, in the pretank days, had tasted.

The coffee tasted good, and suddenly he was feeling better.

He grinned at me, and suddenly the coffee tasted better.

Her coffee tasted like mud, and she pushed it aside.

If not the best coffee I'd ever tasted, it was right near the top of the list.

And, now she thought about it, hadn't the coffee tasted odd?

They were all swole up, but the coffee tasted good.