Chicken 65 biryani/ Air fryer chicken 65 biryani is a delicious amalgamation of the 2 popular dishes in one pot, where marinated and fried or Air fried chicken pieces are layered onto the biryani for dum and then served. So instead of cooking chicken in the same pot you will […]
Instant pot palak khichdi/ Palak khichdi is one such winter special lip smacking lentil based one pot meal that is super healthy and nutritious. Yes this is one such recipe that is super quick to prepare and is something similar to South Indian VEN PONGAL and SAMBAR SADAM. I might […]
Sakkarai pongal with condensed milk/ Sweet pongal with condensed milk is a delicious and very easy to make sweet that can be prepared for festivals like pongal, tamil new year, Ugadi and other festivals. Traditionally pongal is prepared with rice, moong dal and jaggery, as I always post different varieties […]
Tawa fish roast/ Tawa meen roast is a flavorful and lip smacking fish roast where spiced batter coated fish fillet is again coated with breadcrumbs and roasted to perfection on tawa. This style of tawa fish fry/ meen roast idea I purely adopted from thalappakatti restaurant not claiming it’s the […]
Clay pot prawn biryani/ Clay pot biryani is a delicious and aromatic one pot dish where flavorful basmati rice is cooked to perfection in masala prawn mixture in clay pot. This biryani calls for regular and simple ingredients just like any other biryani but all the difference in the flavors […]
Chicken Rasam/ Chicken soup/ Kozhi rasam is a delicious and spicy chicken broth flavored with freshly ground spices and coriander leaves. A much needed South Indian style soup/ rasam that needs to be slurped during this cold season/ any rainy day to keep you warm. We are always reminded of […]
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.
