As I'm sitting here with my glass of wine, it came to my attention that I've inadvertently discovered the most ingenious, foolproof way to decide if you're in a good place in your life. Here it is:
If you're drinking your glass of wine completely for the sole purpose of pleasure, congratulations, you've found your bliss.
I remember back in Canada, always thinking to myself...once this shift is over, I'm going to have me a glass of red wine the size of my head. My group of pharmacist friends and I even had weekly meet-ups, appropriately dubbed "Wine Wednesdays" that were specifically to vent and de-stress. While seemingly totally normal, I would like to point out that this is not normal in Italy and actually, it's probably a sign that things aren't so hunky dory. However, it's a trademark of our generation in America- this fascination with being busy and then having to "pencil-in" 2 hours in a week to then de-stress and start the spin cycle over again. If you think I'm exaggerating, I'm really not. Italians do de-stress of course, but in a much healthier way- perhaps by working in their vegetable patch (like Massi), having a lovely, slow dinner every night, taking a stroll outside, or meeting friends for an after-work aperitivo (which stays surprisingly classy). But wait, you might be saying...you're just always happy there in Italy because everyday is Wine Wednesday. While I can't deny that we sure do enjoy a glass or two in the evening, Italians drink wine for one reason only- to complement the flavours of their food (well, that and for general health purposes). Wine is the equivalent of a multi-vitamin here. God, I love Italy. x
If you're drinking your glass of wine completely for the sole purpose of pleasure, congratulations, you've found your bliss.
I remember back in Canada, always thinking to myself...once this shift is over, I'm going to have me a glass of red wine the size of my head. My group of pharmacist friends and I even had weekly meet-ups, appropriately dubbed "Wine Wednesdays" that were specifically to vent and de-stress. While seemingly totally normal, I would like to point out that this is not normal in Italy and actually, it's probably a sign that things aren't so hunky dory. However, it's a trademark of our generation in America- this fascination with being busy and then having to "pencil-in" 2 hours in a week to then de-stress and start the spin cycle over again. If you think I'm exaggerating, I'm really not. Italians do de-stress of course, but in a much healthier way- perhaps by working in their vegetable patch (like Massi), having a lovely, slow dinner every night, taking a stroll outside, or meeting friends for an after-work aperitivo (which stays surprisingly classy). But wait, you might be saying...you're just always happy there in Italy because everyday is Wine Wednesday. While I can't deny that we sure do enjoy a glass or two in the evening, Italians drink wine for one reason only- to complement the flavours of their food (well, that and for general health purposes). Wine is the equivalent of a multi-vitamin here. God, I love Italy. x
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