Ragi sweet adai/ Finger millet sweet adai/ Kezhvaragu sweet adai is a delicious and healthy breakfast / snack prepared with ragi / finger millet flour, jaggery and flavored with cardamom. This is a quick and easy to make breakfast recipe involving just handful ingredients or can be served as a […]
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.
Ragi adai/ Kezhvaragu adai is a healthy, wholesome and quick to make breakfast/ snack prepared with ragi flour/ finger millet flour and enriched with moringa leaves/ drumstick leaves. This soft roti/ragi adai is good for diabetic people and people on diet but still the dish does not compromise on its […]
Ragi kanji/ Sweet ragi porridge is a delicious, super healthy and filling breakfast made with ragi flour, milk, water and cardamom powder that can be easily prepared in no time. This wholesome breakfast can be made in 2 version either sweet or savory and the sweetness can be derived with […]
Ragi idli/ Finger millet idli is a soft, spongy, fluffy and healthy Steamed Indian cake prepared with fermented ragi flour (known as Nachni or Finger millet flour), idli rice, poha, and urad dal batter. About Ragi Idli: Ragi idli is brown in color due to the addition of ragi flour […]
Ragi semiya upma and Ragi sweet semiya is one such yummy and easy to make breakfast that is not only tasty but also very healthy as it consists of or is made of finger millet / ragi as the name goes. It takes just 20 – 25 minutes to cook […]
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.
