Mutta surka is a puffy and delicious deep fried snack or breakfast which is prepared with rice and egg. This mutta surka a malabar delicacy can be prepared easily in no time as it requires no fermentation, and can be served with any spicy chutney and should be served hot. […]
Bottle gourd chutney/ Sorakaya pachadi is a spicy, lightly tangy and delicious pachadi/ chutney that goes well with white rice, idli or dosa when served with little sesame oil. This pachadi/ chutney can be prepared in no time with handful ingredients. We always make dishes like these with bottle gourd/ […]
Varagu arisi pongal/ Kodo Millet khara pongal is one of the popular South Indian breakfast. It is prepared with millet and moong dal which is spiced and flavored with peppercorn, cashews, curry leaves and ghee. Ven pongal/ khara pongal is traditionally prepared with raw rice and moong dal., But I […]
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 […]
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.
