Khoya gulab jamun is a soft, juicy, rich and lip smacking Indian sweet/ dessert prepared with khoya/ mawa/ dried milk. This classic dumplings are first deep fried and then soaked in sugar syrup and served either warm or cold. Since it is the first post of the year I thought […]
Rose milk is a yummy summery drink prepared with milk, rose syrup, sugar and ice cubes to quench the thirst. This rose milk is very aromatic due to the addition of rose syrup, which also adds light pink color to the drink making it more appetizing. This drink can be […]
Khas khas halwa/ Poppy seeds halwa is a very aromatic, nutritional and delicious halwa that is very different in taste and making as well. I have earlier posted quinoa halwa recipe long time back so this halwa us also prepared in the way where I skipped only the milk portion. […]
Vada pav/ Wada pav is a delicious and a popular fast food / street food in Mumbai. This well known food consists of deep fried potato fritter/ batata vada stuffed between a bread bun/ pav bun and accompanied with spicy and garlic flavored dry chutney, green chutney and sweet imli […]
Thandai is a very flavorful, healthy, refreshing and delicious drink prepared with cold milk, sugar and thandai masala powder/ paste for Holi festival. This drink has so much goodness as it uses ingredients like almonds, pistachios, peppercorn, fennel seeds, saffron strands and many more. Sound great right? The traditional method […]
Carrot halwa/ Gajar ka halwa/ Gajreka is a delicious Indian dessert prepared with grated carrots, milk, sugar and cardamom powder for flavoring. Carrot halwa can be prepared with regular milk, condensed milk, khoya either in stovetop method or in instant pot, but here we will take a look at how […]
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.
