Unlike Fenway Park, with its many seats behind giant green columns; Wrigley Field, forever enshrouded by a thick cloud of sadness; or Yankee Stadium, baseball’s equivalent of the Death Star, St. Louis’ Busch Stadium may be Major League Baseball’s finest establishment.

It’s not rare for cultural centers to promote art in peculiar ways—the City Museum is proof of that. But it’s back to basics for the Contemporary Art Museum in St. Louis, which has shown that the path to a visitor’s artistic side can, like so many other paths, be carved through the stomach.

In “My First Song,” hip-hop megastar Jay-Z starts off the track with two simple questions: “Y’all wanna know why he don’t stop? Y’all wanna know why he don’t flop?” I obviously related the lyrics to the artist himself: Jay-Z has yet to stop, and he has yet to flop. I’ve been an enormous H.O.V.A. fan ever since he first taught me about big pimpin’ in fifth grade.

Let’s face it. St. Louis is really only known for three things: the Arch, the Cards and Bud. After living here for a while, you begin to take some of these things for granted, especially Anheuser-Busch products.