Karin Duncker
Dateline: Karin DunckerWeblog: cookinginmyheels.wordpress.com
Articles: 10
First Published: Aug 18, 2011 / Last Published: Feb 08, 2012
Cooking in my heels is a blog featuring the recipes, observations and general ramblings of a highly qualified yet under-employed executive and serious food lover in her fabulous shoes. Karin Duncker, the blog's author, is the under-employed executive. She lives in Manhattan, and cooks up a storm in her ‘modest’ (being polite here) kitchen. Her command of the kitchen and securing fabulous shoes (at discount) are legendary, at least in her circle of hungry and shoeaholic friends. Karin started writing her blog Cooking in My Heels in August 2011 to share her love of food and insights on surviving that ‘in between jobs’ time and life in general with humor and sanity intact (mostly)... all while wearing fabulous shoes. So, who am I, really? Well, you would have to buy me a cocktail and definitely a really nice dinner to hear the whole story, but for now there's this: I'm a card carrying charter member of the 'I live for food' congregation. It's pretty much genetic for me. Oma was a classically trained cook. Mom learned from the master and added to that base with the talent to whip up loaves and fishes out of pretty much anything available, bake kitty-cat cakes, and create roses from radishes and penguins from hard-boiled eggs, olives and carrots. There's no denying it...I was born for food. I was also born with food memory. As a toddler when told, "we are going to Tante Gertrude, I'd reply, "that's where we had cherry pie... I was 4, it was destiny. So that's the cooking part, but the heels? I've been many things in my life so far: biology teacher, corporate trainer, Bitch Queen of Biotech (a self-assigned title meaning ran a biotech non-profit), pimped lawyers to the life science industry (technically called a Director of Life Science Development for the resume, naturally), a consultant, and unemployed. And through this seemingly unrelated string of careers was one common denominator -- shoes. Regardless of the budget, this gal loves her some shoes! And as any woman knows, no matter how crappy you think you look, you always feel beautiful in a fabulous pair of heels. So what does a food driven unemployed gal DO with all those fabulous shoes? Wear them in the kitchen! All that fine Italian leather gets lonely, and as a pick me up on a blue day of countless resumes (and too many 'no thank yous'), there's nothing better. Voila! Cooking in my heels was born!
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February 8, 2012
The Other 4-Letter Word
Ah, Love. Never was there an emotion so tailor-made for the idea that without pain there is no joy. That Eros can be one tough bastard. But we’d all go there anyway, because when it’s real, there’s nothing better. Not even chocolate. -
January 26, 2012
It's Been a Quiet Week in Lake Woeisme
It’s been a quiet week in Lake Woe-is-me, where the woman is strong (usually) and the shoes are plentiful. I don’t know about you, but once the holidays are over and the new year is here, I get kind of blue.So naturally I was anticipating the onset of the woe-is-me’s as January unfurled before me. Imagine my surprise when it didn’t happen. -
November 18, 2011
The Thanksgiving List
Ah, Thanksgiving. That wonderful start to the holiday season that brings friends and family together in gratitude and affection. And as with most family gatherings, everyone sitting around your bountiful table brings with them a matched set of emotional luggage that, when added to the stresses of the season, amplifies the crazy of your dear ones. -
November 16, 2011
Moose Muffins
When my niece and nephew were little they had a book titled “If you give a Moose a Muffin”. The premise was that if you give a moose a muffin, he’ll want some jam, so you’ll have to go berry picking, and as you do you see some lovely flowers for the table, and you know how much moose-folk like flowers, but then you’ll need something to put the flowers in…. You get the picture. I seem to spend a good deal of my time making moose muffins. -
November 1, 2011
Leftovers
The other day I had an interview and did just that. But instead of rehashing every question, what popped into my head were things I wouldn’t and likely shouldn’t say. The ‘leftovers’ that are key to the YOU in you, but no one really wants to know and it’s best not to share, at least not on a job interview. -
October 16, 2011
The "New" Age
I’ve noticed over the past decade or so that whenever I near a chronological milestone, that decade becomes the “new” something. ‘40’ was the new ‘30’, now ‘50’ is the new ‘40’. Noticed something else too. These ‘new ages’ have strangely tracked whatever age Oprah was. I think Oprah controls time. -
October 8, 2011
How Do You Like Them Apples?
Last weekend I was listening to a favorite NPR quiz show and one of the questions involved a recent poll on the cost to women of getting dumped. First of all, why is someone studying this? It’s not bad enough you got dumped, but now someone is counting the pennies post dumpage? -
September 26, 2011
A pound of dirt before you die...
I’m a subscriber to the philosophy that you have to eat a pound of dirt before you die. I’ve survived pretty well so far and I don’t get sick very often. Ok, so maybe I have good genes, but I have to believe there’s definitely a connection to that pound of dirt. -
August 22, 2011
Killer Heels
Important meeting today — now let me see…resume? Check. Briefcase? Check. Well-rehearsed pitch? Check. Killer heels? CHECK! Killer Heels? Whenever I want to make a good impression at a meeting, interview, pitch, whatever, a pair of killer heels are firmly affixed to my feet. -
August 18, 2011
The S.O.A.B.R.B Dinner Party
I believe everyone should perform an annual exorcism. Not the head-spinning-pea-soup-spewing exorcism kind – rather one that purges personal ‘demons’.
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