Founder's Journey

"The mountains raised me. The orchards taught me patience. The snow taught me quality."

I come from Kullu–Manali, where apples are grown slowly—shaped by cold winters, honest summers, and time. Freshness here is not a promise; it is a way of life.

When I moved to the metro city, I remember buying an apple from a street vendor. It looked perfect. But the first bite stopped me. Something important was missing. Not just taste—but depth, freshness, and the quiet confidence of fruit that comes straight from the tree. That bite made me realize how far food had travelled from its origin.

In 2020, when the world paused, I returned home. Standing once again among apple trees and farmers, the thought became impossible to ignore. This was not a dream for someday. It was something that needed to be done now.

Snow Apple began quietly—with just 16 boxes, packed with care and sent from the Himalayas to city homes. What followed was trust. One family told another. One season led to the next. There was no looking back.

Today, Snow Apple delivers thousands of boxes across the country, carrying freshly harvested Himalayan produce from our orchards to urban homes—often within hours of harvest. Each box shortens the distance between where food is grown and where it is eaten. Each box gives farmers a direct voice and families a taste of what real freshness feels like.

Every Snow Apple box is packed with care, memory, and responsibility.

Thank you for trusting us with your food.

— Founder, Snow Apple
Atul, Kullu–Manali