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Maurius Ioannes · 16uu

words, Maranta relates: Not many years ago, a most noble man passed from life who could not eat any kind of food that had salt mixed into it, even if it were a very small amount.
III. But, dismissing all these things, our purpose henceforth is to treat of that idiosyncrasia idiosyncrasy by which very many people abhor cheese, even though it is a familiar and daily food. Such people are found in abundance in Holland itself, if anywhere, even though Holland is otherwise accustomed to being celebrated among foreigners for its cheeses. The words of Scaliger are in the place cited several times: There are not a few for whom cheese is not admitted into their diet. Similarly, Amatus Lusitanus in the same work: We know others for whom cheese was considered poison, not only when eaten, but even when smelled. And Maranta in the place mentioned before: Many loathe cheese, both raw and cooked, but raw by no means. Regarding my own situation—I, who by the singular grace of God, recently completed my forty-fourth year of age—something singular occurs here. For I have not only loathed cheese throughout my entire life, but I was born to parents who were notable for a similar antipathia antipathy. Of the six brothers I had who reached adulthood, only two ate cheese. Just as my mother had four sisters, so out of them, only one was a cheese-eater. Regarding my father, this is further singular: both his grandfather and great-grandfather