to one's taste

Novels will continue to sprout up in all different forms; trends will come and go and come again, some to one’s taste and others not; some books will last; most will vanish; and people will like what they like, usually without even knowing why.

If the ins and outs of computer programming were not to one’s taste, there was always a 10-minute play, by the playwright Donna Hoke, featuring a human crossword puzzle and his Sudoku sidekick, both of whom attempt to pick up a flirtatious pencil in a bar.

But over all, whether or not any particular lost ambition is to one’s taste, the more singular it is — the more completely it expresses a totalizing aesthetic vision like that of Wright or Fuller or Robert Moses — the more incongruous it looks against the noisy background of everyone else’s.

But the amount of sugar in Ms. Moskin's recipe can be regulated according to one's taste.

There are already cryptic advertisements in the Personal columns of literary magazines, urging the purchase of electronic headsets for the training and regulation of one’s own brain waves, according to one’s taste.