VEGETABLE INSULT OF THE DAY

Back-page magazine essayists striving to be seen as inventive wordsmiths can be a bit too precious sometimes, this blog observes. Edith Pearlman writes in Smithsonian magazine about her experience of dining in Paris and receiving a tomato as dessert. She expands her anti-vegetable-for-dessert diatribe to include zucchini, noting "There is something sluttish about that fecund squash, not even Parisians serve it up sugared as a piece de resistance."

Did you get that? "Something sluttish about that fecund squash!" Isn't that great? Aren't you anxious to use that insult on someone, an overweight, promiscuous coworker, perhaps? This blog thinks that "The Sluttish, Fecund Squashes," would make a great name for a rock band. An alternative rock band.