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feopie SECTION MONDAY, MARCH 19, 1990! THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION Celeste Sibley Eating with a CONSCIENCE The Associated Prats Christian Lacrolx designed this jacket and skirt, snown Sunday in Pans. ate you? 11 Caught you and hopped ijmi I I 1 r' If VOr I Pul lJu in I I you re storting to chew, I 'Verwigta I by People tor the Ethical Treatment of Animals I I amfflk iSMSiiBs Global issues, personal health food for thought ByAlanPatureau Staff writer a ou wouldn't suspect the common passion linking two dozen lean, stylish yuppies at a recent dinner par- ty until you examine the colorful array of potluck dishes crowding the table. "We don't eat anything that ever had a face," graphic designer Louise Stewart declares. "We couldn't touch it." Savory smells are rising toward the vaulted ceiling of the East Cobb townhouse: Soybean scallops. Eggplant steak with okra and tomatoes.

A meatless loaf of soybeans, lentils and bulgur. Ata-hini casserole. (Would you believe mashed sesame seeds with carrots and cabbage?) Wheat noodles and bean sprouts. Super-splcy vegetarian chili. Green pea salad with eggless mayonnaise.

Tofu chocolate pudding with whipped soy cream. And bottles of beaujolais. (You thought vegetarians were teetotalers? Famish the thought) Mrs. Stewart staged a practice run recently for the Atlanta observance of the Great American Meatout, a vegetarian bash being held Tuesday in 200 cities across Please see EATING, B4 Events planned for the Qreat American Meatout. B4 Refined lines, hot hues debut on Paris stages By Marylln Johnson Staff writer PARIS When Christian Lacroix the designer who gave us poufs and puffs took a bow after his show Sunday morning, he wore neon orange trousers, a blue denim shirt and wildly patterned tie.

The outfit looked as if it belonged in his line a smashing melange of hot hues, prints, patterns and textures. Unlike most French designers who show In tents at the Louvre, Mr. Lacrolx presented his fall 1900 ready-to-wear collections in his showroom on the Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honore. "The clothes make you smile," said Louise Bernard, owner of Isaacson's in Phlpps Plaza, who bought the collection, which included an orange dress trimmed in chartreuse and worn with a fuchsia turtleneck, yellow tights and gold hat. Please see PARIS, B4 Treasures on loan end up picked up There are a lot of alarming messages that can come to you willy-nilly on just an average day.

I don't mean serious ones such as reports of deaths, illness or accidents. I mean those that begin, "I will stop by and pick up People who begin a statement with those words mean you no good. The worst, of course, is as everybody knows, "I will stop by and pick up a check." And, come to think of it, that's not as bad as the cut-off man or the fellow at the insurance company who sends you a wad of incomprehensible pa pers that you finally dope out to mean he's going to cancel you as of three days ago. But the most common threat comes from people who lent you a book or sent you their grandmother's diary or forgot their coat or hat when they visited you. "I will stop by and pick it up," they say, and wait for you to make arrangements to have the object of their visit at hand.

Maybe at your house or office on can remember what they left ehind and have put it in a safe spot, far from the predations of children. That valuable family Bible some relative wanted you to see not own. Maybe you swathed it in velvet and locked it in your wall safe. At my house we left It on the table for everybody to peruse and where is it now? That snappy baseball cap a oung fellow left by my fireside ow was I to know it was his? I thought it belonged to one of the little boys, and they accepted it happily and wore it off through the woods on one of their so-called hunting expeditions. I haven't seen it since, but the real owner is on his way to pick it up, of course.

Papers are the worst things to have in your temporary possession. Friends want to share with you the sentiments of some distant relative so they send you the letter, to be reclaimed later. The day they call and say, "I will stop by and pick up Lula Belle's letter," is the day I go into hysterics. "You can't!" I want to cry. "I don't know where it is!" Instead I shuffle papers and moan piteously till it surfaces or until I have to call the donor and say, "Some thief stole Lula Belle's letter." To lose somebody's book is traumatic for me.

I hate to think of books I love and want to share being irreparably lost But comes the day somebody wants to pick up books they have generously lent to me and I am lost. Where, oh, where is the missing volume? I wouldn't have lent it to somebody else that's tantamount to 1 larceny. But where is it? The only remedy I know for this unhappy situation is one my mother designed for house guests. She let it be known to one and all that a visitor who left anything at our house was out of luck. She refused to mail her dear cousin's silver-backed comb and brush set because, as she put it with dubious logic, "If Sister cared that much about it, she wouldn't have left it behind." Sister was hurt but more careful on her next visit This isn't to say that I don't enjoy the old hymnbooks people lend me, that I would forgo the poetry and the yellowed clippings that come my way.

I love them all and I mean to take good care of them and have them at the ready for returning when their owners "stop by to pick them up." But, alas, I haven't perfected the system yet. Vernon Carne8tatf Georgia Cyclone to take the brave on stormy ride Coming Saturday In the Leisure Guide, read more about the Georgia Cyclone and find out everything you always wanted to know about roller coasters but couldn't catch your breath to ask. Artists are re-creating symbols for the sacred in their own images By Catherine Fox Staff writer "I've seen God," the saying goes, "and she's black" And why not? "When God is seen as white only and male only, it reinforces a hierarchy of race and gender," says Atlanta artist Donna Pickens. "Why do we have just one symbol for the sacred? Why can't sacred images reflect other cultures and genders?" These aren't idle questions. She and several other area artists have planned three gallery exhibitions, a major site work, a performance and a daylong symposium Saturday, all dedicated to "Re-Thinking the Sacred Image." "We want to promote an attitude that appreciates diversity, to see it as enriching rather than threatening," says co-organizer Thomasine Bradford.

This ambitious and thought-provoking program came into being against the backdrop of the heated controversies surrounding flag-burning and Andres Serrano's photograph "Piss Christ" Ms. Pickens, Ms. Bradford and Alice Lovelace, director of the Arts Exchange, began talking about the power of sacred symbols, not only to enrage those who feel their values have been treated with disrespect but also to perpetuate discrimination against minorities and women. Pleue tee ARTISTS, B4 if iJiy BSfced IsBsV I By Keith Thomas Staff writer A daredevil construction worker, suspended about SO feet above the ground, paused for a moment to pontificate on the twisting, towering creation of wood and tracks surrounding him. "I'll tell ya what," he said to a companion, "this baby is gonna really rock 'n' roll 'em." This baby is the Georgia Cyclone Six Flags Over Georgia's latest, largest and fastest roller coaster ever.

It's slated to open Saturday. So hold on. "It was like flying without the airplane," said Paul Ruben, 53, editor of RollerCoaster! magazine, who rode the Cyclone during a recent test run. Mr. Ruben, a lifelong enthusiast who has ridden more than 200 different coasters, said he considers the Cyclone one of the best in the country.

Fashioned after New York's legendary Coney Island Cyclone, consistently rated the No. 1 wooden roller coaster for more than 60 years, the ride has been under construction since August. It has been in the planning stages for about three years. With an estimated price tag of $4 million, the Georgia Cyclone brings to five the number of roller coasters at Six Flags. The others are the Great American Scream Machine, the Mind Bender, the Dahlonega Mine Train and Force.

None, however, compares to the Cyclone. Though patterned after the Coney Island wonder, it's much bigger and faster (10 acres of ride crammed onto a 3-acre site near the park entrance). Consider a few vital statistics: 2,970 feet of track Speeds that reach 50 miles per hour. 05 feet at the highest point A dramatic first drop of 78 feet, 6 inches. Louie FavoriteStaff The Georgia Cyclone at Six Flags will open next weekend.

1 5 'flsssl A veteran actress speaks Muriel Moore has seen 35 years of theater history in Atlanta and once again the actress is expsrlenclng It on the cutting edge, In nBeautifurClty" at the Horizon Wont you be his neighbor? Fred Rogers of "Mr. Rogers Neighborhood" on PBS has become television institution because he loves children and vice versa. A special tonight pays tribute to him for his 35 years of children's programming. B8 When Meg Ryan met fame Meg Ryan didn't know how famous she would become after co-starring In "When Harry Met Sally Her Regularity may really explode now that or new film with Tom Hanks, "Joe Versus the Volcano," Is out. B7 i FikJ Theatre..