Q & Eats With Rebecca Odedun

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Some people are multi-talented, but few are as diverse as the lady sitting across from me, a doctor, model, footballer and defender of the NHS. If that’s not enough she does it all while being ebullient and forceful. I soon learn that when Rebecca starts to speak the river will become a flow, such as when we discuss Christmas number ones, she rattles through the names of the classics, then leans in and says, you know which is the best though, Bob The Builder, you have to sing along even if it’s stupid.

Over the course of nearly two hours we range across her fave designer, it’s 1940’s Dior, she loves the classical style and shape andhow she loves heels offering that Audrey Hepburn is the exception, as she is just amazing. Rebecca like all those enthusiastic about life and the world can’t stick to the rule of a quick fire answer, sometimes giving three or four towards the topic. Her best buy becomes a shopping list, her dark indigo jeans from Zara, an early 2000’s Chloe dress and a Mulberry Bayswater bag.

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I try to wrong foot her with a snog, marry, avoid, it doesn’t happen, Quincy is getting smooched, Dick Van Dyke from Diagnosis Murder is going down the aisle and with some force and gusto Charlie form Casualty is despatched to be avoided as he’s boring.

However when I turn to the pressing subject of the Junior Doctors struggle, the smile vanishes, she fixes me with a hard stare and says , we want to make the NHS safe and fair for Doctors and patients, that way it has a future.

If that misguided fool Hunt had been there he would have known he’s picked a fight with a group of people who are not to be swayed. Rebecca represents a section of society we should be so very proud of, despite all the laughing and joking it comes across time and again how committed she is to the young patients, families and community she serves every day.

It’s that sense of community she wishes she could give London from her home city of Liverpool, Liverpool in return gets bowling alleys, perhaps again hinting at the desire to bring happiness to those around her. However she does confidently lean back in her seat and tell me she could beat me on any lane I choose.

There in lies the essence of her, fun but with a will of steel. She’s now replaced Dr Pressure* as my fave Doctor.

*its a song people, bah

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Anyway, here is her Mildred’s review . . .

(We were so busy gossiping we didn’t do pics, yes I know)

Mildreds: a quirky vegetarian establishment ensconced in the heart of Soho. Here, you will find an eclectic mix of colour, aroma & taste – and that’s just the customers. Today we ventured into Mildreds’ second establishment – neatly tucked into the Glasshouse on Camden’s Jamestown Road.

First impressions of this restaurant on a gloomy Saturday lunchtime were of pleasant calmness in the madness of Camden Lock. It appears that this branch of Mildred’s is relatively unknown, as the usual queue of people awkwardly shuffling at the door was curiously absent despite the peak time of the week. It was surprisingly easy to find a table and, upon sitting down, we were approached by a nervous looking youth offering the usual understated menus. Our dear waiter seemed perplexed that we were as keen to order food as our elderflower bubbly drinks, and I awaited in eager hope of my choice, the Sri Lankan sweet potato curry.
It may have been the scintillating conversation, or indeed the chefs perhaps were less busy than expected, but the dish arrived without much of a wait. The new age black oversized bowl reflected the minimalist feel of the restaurant The fresh green coriander nicely juxtaposed the golden colours of the curry sauce and rice. The aroma was intoxicating; inviting highlights of cream and cashew complimenting each other nicely. The presentation was somewhat understated given that the pea basmati rice was unceremoniously drowned in the curry sauce, waiting to be uncovered by the simple runcible spoon as one uncovers a toy submarine when pulling the plug on a child’s bath. 
If the initial impression was of understatement, the chefs charmed with the recipe. Smooth sweet potato that melts in the mouth combined with a fragrant sauce; a hint of spice, but overall a mild taste suitable for any tongue. The portion of food was generous for the price indicated, filling one’s stomach without a sense of overindulgence.
Once again, Mildreds comes up top trumps with its effortless mix of crowd pleasing menu, value for money and distinct lack of East London hipstery. 
A solid 4/5 from me.
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