Every Monday evening I make a trek to The Great Utah County to get a young-un to a trumpet lesson. Each week as I make my way further into enemy territory, the highway bends to the left, where this is a fairly new retail development.
On the end, near the freeway, there is an italian restaurant named La Vigna. I'm sure it's a wonderful place - the D-News gave it a decent review, I saw that while I was looking for the image.
Anyway, EVERY SINGLE TIME I DRIVE BY IT, I THINK IT SAYS, LA VAGINA.
But maybe that's just me.