Yes, it’s all wax food. And that’s just a tiny portion of the room. It’s filled with display cases, each with an example of a particular kind of meal–one for treating diarrhea, one for older people, one for growing teens, one for pregnant women. It’s all crazy colonial and a weird dated snapshot of nutrition (although, as it turns out, those notions of nutrition are probably more accurate than our current fat-is-evil-and-pomegranates-will-solve-everything angle on things).