This made me laugh the other day as I was walking through Ginza:

If you look closely, you can see that it is a van belonging to a patisserie/boulangerie, so I am not sure if the name is meant to imply that they are “religiously devoted” to baking the best breads and pastries they can, or if it is named after a Monsieur Bigot, or if they are just a collective of intolerant bakers…

Hmmm…