King of Spain in 16 years, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire to the winds, the commander, conqueror implacable enemies (be they the king of Francis I of France, the Pope or noble followers of Luther's Reformation), an upright man of faith and a little Hard, Charles V, the ruler in whose reign the sun never sets, has only one weakness: good food. Because he English on his mother's (Joan of Castile, known to history mainly because of being gone mad) is by birth, traditions and culture of a Flemish "bon bon vivant" and does not mind the great feasts. That, however, is not conducive to his health at 30 already has the gout (which adds diabetes) and misbehavior food's playing tricks on me throughout the course of life, with its anxieties of mind for his numerous entourage . But the Emperor does not listen nor the doctors suggest a diet less rich, nor the spiritual advisor to the Cardinal Loyasa which writes to refrain "from eat foods were opposed to his health" because his physical well-being, in essence, depends the survival of the kingdom and the lives of his subjects. Insatiable, Charles V eat quantities of food that will leave you breathless servants and courtiers who see him swallow any food to be confronted. The king in particular loves the dishes, trout, eel pies, anchovies and lampreys Andalucia in Seville, but also the German sausages, game, has a sweet tooth and like all the Habsburgs, melon. Debauchery Venetian ambassador noted that the gossips and report in detail because in the end this is the only visible flaw and documentation of a man very strict with himself and with others. The massacres, the continual wars that devastated Europe and the bloody sack of Rome, those do not enter into the calculation of sins because they are part of the game. Even at the end of his life when, after having abdicated choose to retreat into the solitude of the monastery of Yuste in Extremadura, throat continues to be its greatest weakness, and while it is still such a trip does indigestion seafood to be forced to stop halfway. But he soon resumed and the next day is devoted to an already copious lunch of venison. A self-indulgence that is worrying people around him and will certainly help to speed the end, but that welcome Flemish aristocrats, accustomed to a costume hale and hearty lunches. "Eat more of us - they say - is really is our king". I have amazed with special effects, right? Did not expect this post somewhat gourmet. Be 'to be honest I had written it for a while', was to be the first in a long series, but at this time is already so if I can continue business as usual, so I thought it was time to pull out also as a tribute to my friends foodblogger. The blog world has been cooking for me an absolutely amazing and fascinating experience, the blogger writing about food (and not by hearsay, they cook, experiment, invent) are many and very bubbly. I am a bit 'contemporary version of Petronilla and technology and its "desinaretti for hubby and the children" because their recipes are also fragments of life, including love of family and friends and then there is a whole outline of stories, experiences and stories. In short, a fascinating world that is worth to be discovered (and who among other things these days is in an uproar over a bad history of plagiarism, yet another) and in the past months has given me the will and the courage to start this My experience. So thanks to all, first and foremost to Babuska and Babs ed alle new entry ma già fortissima Sabrine d'Aubergine .
Nell'immagine Carlo V Imperatore ritratto da Tiziano (Museo del Prado - Madrid)
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