Haddock Parker Bowles

My grandfather was a good cook, in a time when gentlemen were rarely seen in the kitchen. My father has a picture of him in his apron, looking very pukka. It was probably made on Savile Row. My uncle Simon carried on the family tradition with Green’s, a proper English restaurant and oyster bar. It has the feeling of a St James’s club, although the food is markedly superior. And Haddock Parker Bowles could be described as a signature dish. It’s certainly nev