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And what shall I tell you, lady, of the natural secrets I have discovered while cooking? And I often say, when observing these details: had Aristotle prepared victuals, he would have written more.
Juana Inés de la Cruz
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Juana Inés de la Cruz
Age: 46 †
Born: 1648
Born: November 12
Died: 1695
Died: April 17
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