What curing teaches about craft

Heat is patience, not haste

Five days at steady warmth does what a flash of flame never could.

Every leaf earns its color

From green to gold — each tier pole marks a different stage of the cure.

The barn decides, not the clock

We open the vents when the leaf is ready, not when the schedule says so.

Quality leaves a taste

A slow cure leaves natural sugars intact. Rushing burns them away.