Butter chicken biryani/ Chicken makhani biryani is one such scrumptious and simplest biryani. Butter chicken biryani/ Chicken makhani biryani is loaded with flavors from chicken and makhani gravy over which half cooked basmati rice is cooked to perfection on dum. The creamy, spicy and sweet flavors from makhani gravy is […]
Chicken nombu kanji/ Instant pot chicken nombu kanji is a delicious and healthy porridge prepared with rice, moong dal, chicken, carrot and other spices during the holy month of Ramadan. Ramadan nombu kanji is very light and cooling porridge which is consumed in the evening to break the fast; yes […]
Boneless chicken dum biryani is a very flavorful and scrumptious one pot meal prepared by cooking marinated chicken over which half cooked rice is layered and cooked in dum style. “Dum” is one of the ways to cook biryani where all the flavors and aroma is locked/ sealed within the […]
Lychee phirni/ Firni is a delicious and creamy pudding/ dessert prepared with milk, basmati rice, sugar, cardamom powder, lychee and topped with nuts. This pudding is usually served cold in mud bowl called shikora, since I don’t have that at home I used a regular mud bowl. As we all have […]
Chicken seekh kabab/ Seekh kebab is a delicious appetizer/ starter usually prepared with minced meat which is spiced and flavored with mint and cilantro often made in tandoor, but in this post we will learn how to make this yummy homestyle kebab in oven and in tawa. This seekh kebab […]
Chicken keema samosa/ Keema samosa is a popular deep fried savory snack prepared with maida dough for outer covering and masala flavored minced chicken/keema as filling. This crispy and delicious keema samosas are perfect tea time snack/ Iftar snack during the holy month of Ramadan. These chicken samosas are unbelievably […]
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.
