Whole wheat sponge cake/ Wheat cake is a light, soft, spongy and delicious cake. It is prepared with all those ingredients necessarily used in the making of basic sponge cake (handful only); but in this recipe I replaced maida/ all purpose flour with whole wheat flour/ atta, as the title […]
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 […]
Chocolate apple jalebi is a puffy fried sweet prepared by soaking chocolate batter coated fried apple rings in sugar syrup. Traditionally apple jalebi is prepared with maida/ all purpose flour like this APPLE JALEBI only but wanted to try making it in different version/ flavor so tried adding some cocoa […]
Iron kadai Brinjal fry/ Vankaya vepudu is a spicy, flavorful and very quick to make stir fry that can be prepared with handful ingredients in no time and served along with any dal variety/just rice/ roti. I regretted not trying this recipe for a very long time as this brinjal […]
Fish chukka/ Fish sukka/ Air fryer fish chukka is a flavorful and scrumptious dry dish prepared by tossing fried fish in spicy onion tomato masala. Traditionally chukka / sukka is prepared with mutton since I din’t eat mutton I had already posted chukka recipe like this CHICKEN CHUKKA. I was […]
Little millet poori/ Samai poori is a delicious and deep fried puffy Indian bread prepared with little millet flour and whole wheat flour. Traditionally poori is prepared with Whole wheat flour/ Maida but for a change thought to post recipe with millet and as it always turns out puffy and […]
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.
