Mamma mia!

So I'm in the middle of this hike between these five little fishing villages on the Italian Riviera (never gonna get sick of saying that). I'm descending from one of the hills, entering into the "suburbs," if you can say that for a town that has about 600 residents and no cars. I'm looking around, peeking into yards a little bit, being snoopy.

And then I see this, tucked inside a gated doorway of this quaint little farmhouse. I guess when you live in a farmhouse one thing to do is take a loaf of bread -- already a phallic symbol in its own right -- a step further.

Lest you think this is only happening in the small villages, far from the trappings of massive civilization, I give you exhibit B, which I saw driving around in Rome. Apparently this is a clothing brand. You decide.