Tomato is what I taste like.
*I taste like nothing, except a tomato. I’m sometimes sweet and sometimes tart; sometimes juicy, sometimes crisp. The roles of a tomato are many and varied. I am an exception to all the rules.
If I wouldn’t be tomato, I would be chocolate.*
The tomato fits me alright. Especially the sweet and tart part. 
Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.
I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain.
(If you were not Tea you would be Coffee.)
And not surprised one bit.
PETERFI, please don’t be resurrecting threads older than three months.
Cajun Man
for the SDMB