Learning to Love Less
Tuesday, August 17th, 2010By: Cherrye Moore
I was visiting good friends last summer in Texas-we were sitting at one of our favorite Mexican cantinas, sipping on frozen lime margaritas, talking about the good ‘ole days and catching up on the last few years.
“I just love Italy,” one of my peppy ex-Sorority sisters gushed. “I could soooo see myself living there.”
I smiled as she gazed dreamily out the window, no doubt imagining herself strolling to the weekly market each Monday, sipping on stout Italian wine in the evenings, spending her days-riding on a Gondola or dining outside the Colosseum. She exhaled, “It’s just such a beautiful country.”
Not wanting to burst her idealized bubble of the life I’m leading, I politely agreed-because it is true, Italy is a beautiful country-and kept quiet. But secretly I wondered … could she really live here?
As my southern Italian counterpart pointed out last week, you can’t uproot your life back home and replant that baby here in Italy. It is a whole new country world and while we love it here, we’ve definitely learned to live without some of the luxuries of our American lifestyles.
Here are three things I’ve learned to love less here in Calabria.
1. Variety
You often hear people say, “Italians love food,” when in fact, what they mean is, “Italians love Italian food.” Especially here in Calabria, diversity, restaurant variety-heck, even a foreign food shelf-are had to come by. I’ve learned to live with this by importing my must-haves, like Velveeta cheese and Starbuck’s vanilla syrup, kicking up my personal non-Italian food recipe list and creating variety in the Italian food we eat and love.
2. Instant Access
One of the hardest things for me to get used to-if one could say I’ve gotten used to it-is learning to live without the instant access we are accustomed to in the US. There are no 24-hour pharmacies-actually, even finding an open pharmacy on Saturday or Sunday is a challenge, customer service calls regularly go un-answered-even during “working” hours and paperwork can take years to get approved.
Still, I believe I can learn something from these would-be frustrating experiences-and that, my friends, is patience. Italy has taught me patience in a way I never could have learned in the United States … and for that, I’m thankful.

3. The Latest Greatest
No doubt if I lived in the US, I’d be on the i(insert latest gadget here) bandwagon. Being in southern Italy, far from the peer pressure that comes with having an office job and well-paid friends, I’m sheltered, in a way, from needing to have the latest, greatest gadget. Many expats in Italy have other priorities and luckily, keeping up with Rossis, isn’t one of them.
Tina and I have weighed in-now it is your turn. What have you learned to live without in your expat adventures?
Cherrye Moore is an American freelance writer and Calabria tour consultant living in southern Italy. You can read more about living and traveling in Calabria at her site, My Bella Vita or visit her in person at her B&B in Catanzaro, Italy.


I get into discussions with people in the US, once in a while, that surround the quality of life here in Italy. It’s a topic I love delving into, as everyone always has a different opinion. One recent discussion got me thinking about the things that I have learned to live without on my expat adventures.
Going out to buy wine. Everywhere else I have lived, purchasing wine has naturally involved buying a bottle at a time. In Italy, you will certainly be able to do that, and good wine does not cost very much. It’s an essential food here, and therefore accessible. Something I have noticed a lot, particularly here in the Salento, is the act of going to a wine producer’s outlet and having them fill a jug several liters full of the elixir. Prices are around 1 or 2 Euros a liter and if you know where to go, the quality is good. I have found my place, where I am able to get three liters of wine for around 4 Euros or less. If you consider that a bottle of wine is less than a liter, then you have an idea of what a good deal that is. Once you get home, you simply transfer the wine from the large jug to more manageable bottles, and you’ve got enough wine for the week.
Gelato, even for the slim and trim. I love that gelato is not frowned upon as a diet-killer. Here, particularly in the summer, it’s perfectly acceptable and normal to consume it on a very regular basis. I have it almost every day (and no weight gain!). I remember once commenting that gelato must be fattening, and a rather svelte Italian friend said, “Ha! You silly. Gelato doesn’t count!” Of course not. And it can make you so happy! When I need a pick-me-up, I simply hop over to Natale, the nearby gelateria, and get a cone with two wonderful flavors such as pistachio and pine nut, and then I walk over to the Roman amphitheater in Piazza Sant’Oronzo and stare at it as I indulge in my nice cold treat.
The produce. Things look like they’ve just been picked here. The zucchini still has the flowers attached. Tomatoes are all kinds of different shapes and they actually taste like tomatoes. Greens need to be washed really well because they still have dirt on the roots. Things are available in season and it doesn’t cost a lot to buy vegetables. It’s amazing how high your quality of life feels when you don’t have to worry about being able to afford to eat healthy. And with so much flavor, who can complain?


Divella Pasta
Aiello Coffee
Kinder Surprise Eggs