Today’s word is “corniche,” a road running along a coast, especially one cut out of a cliff face. Not to be confused with cornichon, which is a dinky sour pickle that goes well with ham.
Richard von Busack of the Polecats once referenced cornichons in a song about a guy who got his cucumber caught in a pickle slicer. I don’t think it ever got recorded, more’s the pity.
We have corniches up the wazoo in California. Now that I know what they’re called, I’ll just go back to calling them “roads.”
