Millet murungai keerai adai/ Baryard millet Drumstick leaves adai is a healthy, wholesome and delicious dosa/ Indian pancake prepared with barnyard millet (small in size, white in color, round in shape bigger than semolina/ sooji) lentils and murungai keerai/ drumstick leaves which actually is the main essence of this adai. […]
Instant ragi dosa/ Ragi dosa is a delicious, healthy and very quick to make crispy dosa prepared with millet flour called Nachni or Ragi flour or Finger millet flour. Summer is almost there and recipes with ragi/ finger millet is very beneficial because ragi/ finger millet acts as a body […]
Beetroot adai / Beetroot millet adai/ Beetroot thinai adai is a delicious breakfast prepared with a mixture of lentils, millet and some beetroot for that extra taste, health and also to create a variation or variety from the regular adai. Adai – A south Indian savory pancake that is traditionally […]
Corn dosa / Corn rava sponge dosa/ Sponge dosa with corn is a soft, spongy and healthy dosa prepared with broken corn rava and whole urad dal. Yes just 2 ingredients and voila delicious breakfast is ready. This nutritious broken corn sponge dosa tastes great with any spicy chutney/ tiffin sambar. […]
Pesarattu upma is a delicious and healthy lentil crepe prepared with green gram dal and served with rava upma, by which it derives the name from. This is a traditional breakfast hailing from my place Andhra Pradesh and usually served with ginger chutney also know as allam chutney which I […]
Beetroot dosa/ Pink dosa is a soft, spongy and delicious dosa prepared by adding beetroot puree to regular dosa batter. Yes the color that you see in the dosa comes from beetroot puree make it super healthy and super appetizing. This beetroot dosa tastes great with any spicy chutney. For […]
Hello and welcome. I’m Sandhya—the hands, heart, and stories behind Sandyathome This blog was never planned. It began quietly—just like the way my mother and grandmother used to cook. No measurements. No books. Just feeling. Growing up, I didn’t realize I was being shaped by their everyday magic. The gentle clinking of ladles, the warm smell of curry leaves crackling in oil, the quiet hum of love in every dish—they stayed with me. I didn’t inherit written recipes. But I inherited something far deeper—the emotion of cooking, the way food could heal, gather, and speak when words fall short.
