“Sometimes the simplest things are the most comforting—and the most powerful in tradition.” This morning, I stood in my kitchen, staring at the little jar of kodo millet tucked away in the back of the pantry. It reminded me of something Paati used to say, “Varagu saapta udambukku velai korayum […]
Semiya Rava kichadi/ Semiya rava bath is a rich and delicious kichadi/ bath loaded with veggies. It is prepared with both Semiya and Sooji. Traditionally this type of kichadi is prepared with either Rava or Semiya. But in the recipe I have used both. Semiya and Rava along with veggies […]
Wheat Idiyappam or Godhumai Idiyappam is a delicious and healthy recipe that can be prepared in jiffy. This simple and quick to make wheat Idiyappam/ Godhumai Idiyappam involves only handful ingredients. It is prepared with whole wheat flour, salt and water. This wheat Idiyappam can be relished as breakfast, snacks […]
Palak paniyaram / Spinach paniyaram/ Keerai paniyaram is a soft, fluffy, healthy and delicious savory breakfast / mini tiffin. Yes you heard it right! Just add palak/ spinach mixture to your Idli batter and make yummy kara paniyaram for your breakfast. This spinach paniyaram / palak paniyaram tastes great with any […]
Idli manchurian is a spicy, slightly sweet, flavorful and delicious snack prepared by tossing tawa roasted crisp idli in sweet and spicy sauce. This is a Indo Chinese dish so it is very easy and quick to prepare just like manchurian recipe. This recipe works great if you have leftover […]
Idli fry is a super quick to make delicious snack where leftover idli’s are fried to perfection and relished with idli podi. This recipe requires not much ingredients or time to prepare but still tastes delish. This recipe is most useful when idli’s turn hard or idli’s made with last […]
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.
