"Le Tombeau de Couperin"

I feel a lot better. Still I took it easy this weekend. I practiced a lot. I am working on Ravel's "Le Tombeau de Couperin," a very awkward piece to play but so beautiful. Ravel's piano writing is so strange because it requires such odd fingering sometimes, quite different from Chopin, for example, where everything lies so evenly for the hands.



Today Y and I went to Chinatown and ate dim sum. Then we drank bubble tea and ate pastries. We bought a cake and ate it here at my apartment. In fact I ate a lot all weekend. I had not been hungry all week and had barely eaten from Tuesday until Friday. So I bought two big boxes of clementines. I figure the vitamin C is good for my bronchitis.