The Genuine Secrecy of Secret Smokehouse

How a business started in a small shed came to provide smoked fish for some of London’s best restaurants.

Words Nicolas Payne-Baader

Photography Harriet Langford

“Here we go, that's the real money shot,” Max declares in his broad West Scotland accent as he swings open the heavy metal door of the smoker. The smoke clears to reveal neatly arranged whole fillets of Scottish salmon, laying bronze in the heat like a scene from Sexy Beast. “Of course I can’t let yo…