Wazir Shigri

For three generations the Shigri family has dried apricots on the flat rooftops of Shigar, where the thin mountain air and long summer sun cure the fruit without a drop of added sugar. Wazir learned to sort the sweetest khubani from his father, and today hand-packs every order himself.

Nothing here is factory-made — the walnuts are cracked by hand through the winter, and the mulberries are shaken from trees the family has tended for decades.