NOW you can see "the name."
Never too humble for posterity.
On the plus side, there were two rooms of work by Richard Serra! That's a $500.00 White boot for scale. (Well, it's $250.00 each.)
One consisted of an installation.
These are 20 foot-long "bars" of lead. You could feel the toxicity in the air. Almost as creepy as Tommy Hilfiger. No, no, wait. I mean Freddy Kreuger!
Special thrills only available in exotic places....
Then there was In Situ. Billed, by the docent overseeing the cafeteria upstairs as "fine dining," what you see below was their $14.00 "hamburger." Called The Apocolypse, it was a teensy chunk of beef enclosed within an edible, charcoal briquette-esque "container" sort of like a chimichanga. We almost sent it back but didn't want to wait while they prepared the substitute.
I had the Lamb Manti. It was three SMALL portions of stringy lamb delicately embraced within some wide noodles...an exotic rigatoni, or some such. The flavor was okay, but at twenty-two bucks it was a rip. I'll get revenge through TripAdvisor. Our complaints elicited offers of a post apocalypse coffee, but it took prompting to get her to add the word "complimentary."