For bad taste names, I always liked Magenta and Solferino soup. They are both tomato soups, of course, and take their names from bloody battles during the Italian War of Independence. An anecdote which comes to mind concerns one of the above named delicacies. The then junior agriculture Minister, Edwina Currie was visiting a school. She complained of feeling cold. One of the school cooks (unfortunately male) told her kindly, "Don't worry Edwina. You'll feel better with some of my spotted dick inside you."