Varagu thayir sadam/ Kodo millet curd rice is a very simple, delicious and healthy comfort food prepared by adding curd, milk/water and tempering to cooked varagu/ Kodo millet. Yes you heard that right!! A regular curd rice made much healthy by replacing white rice with kodo millet/ Varagu which is […]
Barnyard millet adai maavu kunukku/ Kuthiraivali adai maavu kunukku is a yummy deep fried snack prepared either with leftover adai maavu/ freshly made maavu. At home amma always makes kunukku / fritter with leftover adai batter as it tastes even better than the freshly ground batter. So I have also […]
Barnyard millet adai/ Kuthiraivali 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)and lentils. Traditionally adai is prepared with rice and lentils but to keep it healthy and to get back to […]
Ragi Appam or Finger Millet Appam is a nutritious South Indian breakfast made with fermented batter using idli rice, raw rice, poha, urad dal and ragi flour. This yeast-free and coconut-free version yields soft, lace-edged hoppers that pair beautifully with coconut milk, kurma, or stew.
Kambu onion uttapam/ Bajra uttapam is a soft, spongy and delicious onion loaded South Indian pancake prepared with fermented kambu/ bajra/ Pearl millet batter. This is a very easy and quick to make healthy millet uttapam as Kambu/ Pearl millet is an ancient miracle gluten free grain rich in iron, […]
Sorghum brownies/ Jowar brownies are super chocolaty, healthy and delish baked treat prepared with jowar flour, sugar, curd, chocolate chips, cocoa powder and butter. Yes these brownies are absolutely eggless but still have the same texture just like regular brownies prepared with eggs. Sorghum brownies are super dense, not fudgy […]
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.
