Word: thalassa
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...braised in Cabernet Franc and sherry vinegar with foie gras. It's not just chefs in the outdoorsy West who are serving unconventional meats. In Houston, Ziggy's Healthy Grill faced a storm of animal-rights protests after adding kangaroo burgers to its menu. And in New York City, Thalassa features wild boar marinated in Greek mountain honey. The next time you hear the call of the wild, it may be a restaurant confirming your reservation...
...DIED. THALASSA CRUSO, 88, TV's prickly mother of all flora; in Wellesley, Mass. The British star of the educational series Making Things Grow practiced tough love: she poked, prodded and downright bullied fading philodendrons and pooped polypodies until they stood at attention...
...European flavor to its U.S.-style exercise and dietary programs. Europe's spas, which date back to the Roman Empire, still favor mudbaths and water therapy, and Cal-a-Vie offers three Continental treatments that relax and help detoxify the body. The piece de resistance: thalassotherapy, from the Greek thalassa, or sea. Guests lie naked on a table while their bodies are painted with a deep-green seaweed paste. Then they are wrapped cocoon-like in a large plastic-coated heating blanket and roasted gently for 20 minutes. A shower, then a rewrapping, this time in aluminum foil for another...
...best, her way is always unpredictable. On one show, when a guest expert on bonsai objected to Thalassa's shears, she snipped right back: "Aren't you being a bit fussy?" Then, casting a rueful glance at the guest's shears, she added: "That thing looks like something out of a medieval torture chamber." Another time, while administering to a Star of Bethlehem, she suddenly cried: "Oh, good Lord! Signs of slugs!" Rummaging through the soil like a Roto-Rooter, she exclaimed, "Aha! There's the little brute!" and flipped it onto a table...
Fatshedera in a Mini. Thalassa's pitch is like a cactus-plain yet prickly. Holding up a wire-looped hanging pot, she sniffs: "I consider this pot a bore." Banging down a tray of bulbs on her worktable, she declares: "Now this is a rather ratty object, a relative of the onion called tritelia. It's really not worth the trouble of growing, but some people do, so I have to show it to you." She talks about cow dung as if it were French perfume, condemns tinfoil wrapping as "a crime against a blooming plant...