Taste

I am going to attempt to find beauty in the five senses (sight, sound, taste, smell, touch) and write about it. There is enough ugly in the world, I am challenging myself to find beauty everywhere. These will obviously be specific to me, but hopefully some inspiration will be sparked for you to find your own specific beauty similarly.

Today’s sense is Taste.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once. – William Shakespeare

As I am always going with my immediate impression of the word, of the sense of the word, of the sense of the sense. The first ‘taste’ that popped in my head was an Americano from Bauhaus Coffee. I am not a foodie by any stretch of the definition, I will gladly eat a vegan Vermicelli Bowl daily.

**It was announced this week that Bauhaus Books And Coffee has closed it’s Capitol Hill Location.**

My second thought was several different famous quotes about taste that I will sprinkle through this post.

Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste. – Charles Bukowski

My first trip to Bauhaus Books & Coffee on Seattle’s Capitol Hill was over 20 years ago. Coffee culture was different or I was different then or we both were. I can name a dozen or so small cafe’s that my friends and I used to go to until the late hours of the night. Depending on the neighborhood, in Queen Anne, there was Cinema Espresso; in Belltown, there was Lux, Sit-n-Spin and Cafe Septieme; downtown, there was Penny University; in Pioneer Square there was (and still is) Zeitgeist Coffee; on Capitol Hill there was Cafe Puss Puss, and Bauhaus Books & Coffee.

The taste of an americano from Bauhaus just hits my tastebuds right. They roast their own beans, which is probably why I can tell the difference from all the other coffees.

We never taste a perfect joy; our happiest successes are mixed with sadness. – Pierre Corneille

Last Saturday, after work, I made a trip up to Bauhaus for an Americano. It is more of a treat than a regular trip now. My commute is in a different direction and doesn’t pass Bauhaus or their Top Pot offspring. I miss it.

Good taste is as tiring as good company. – Francis Picabia