This crispy Millet Rava Dosa is an instant, no-fermentation South Indian recipe made with foxtail millet rava, rice flour, and spices. Light, lacy, and wholesome, it’s perfect for a quick breakfast or tiffin, and a delicious way to bring millets back to your plate.
Millet sakkarai pongal prepared with foxtail millet/ thinai, moong dal, jaggery, flavored with cardamom and garnished with ghee fried cashews and raisins is a traditional sweet dish popular in South India and is often prepared during special occasions / festivals like Pongal, Navratri, Varalakshmi vratham etc. Traditionally this Sweet Pongal […]
Crispy Thinai Dosa made without rice using foxtail millet, poha, and urad dal—easy, healthy, and delicious.
Thinai adirasam/ Foxtail millet karupatti adhirasam is a delicious South Indian deep fried sweet. Millet adhirasam can be prepared with homemade Thinai flour/ Foxtail millet flour and palm jaggery. It is usually for festivals like Diwali and few other festivities. Traditionally adhirasam is prepared with rice flour and jaggery/ karupatti. […]
Beetroot adai / Beetroot millet adai/ Beetroot thinai adai is a delicious breakfast prepared with a mixture of lentils, millet and some beetroot for that extra taste, health and also to create a variation or variety from the regular adai. Adai – A south Indian savory pancake that is traditionally […]
Thinai kesari/ Foxtail millet is a healthy and delicious sweet that can be prepared easily with handful ingredients during festivals like Navaratri/ special occasions. Kesari is a traditional sweet in South India and is made with sooji/ rava/ semolina which tastes super yum and can whipped up quickly as an […]
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.
