White vegetable kurma/ White Korma is a very very flavorful and delicious South Indian gravy prepared by cooking veggies in coconut cashew based gravy. White kurma derives its from the dish color and according to its name it is different in taste from regular kurma also and is much more […]
Tomato dosa/ Thakkali dosa is a bright colored crispy and delicious Indian crepe made by grinding soaked rice, tomatoes and few basic spices to a batter and then made into dosa. Tomato dosa is super easy to prepare unlike regular dosa as the batter needs no fermentation and soaking hours […]
It feels so sad to share an hot beverage recipe in spring time and it happened so because of the drastic change in climate and hence prepared it and relished it to match up with the climate. Hot chocolate is a super easy and quick hot beverage that can be […]
Orange Pulao might sound unique, was it named due to the pulao color? Not at all! Orange pulao/ Orange pulav is a very flavorful and delicious pulao prepared by cooking seasoned rice in FRESH ORANGE JUICE! Yes it is! Orange pulao might sound gross for a second but you will […]
So what is this? A cake or ice cream or bread? Will it be cold? How will it taste? Well its all three in one! Ice cream bread/ Ice cream cake is a super soft and spongy bread/cake that is made with just 2 ingredients and the key ingredient will […]
2025 Sandyathome. All rights reserved. This original recipe, story, and content are the exclusive intellectual property of Sandyathome. Any reproduction, adaptation, distribution, or use, in full or in part, without prior written permission is strictly prohibited. Beetroot cutlet/ Beetroot patties/ Beetroot tikki with bright color, crispy top and soft inner […]
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.
