Ammini kozhukattai/ Spicy mini kozhukattai is a steamed savory dumpling prepared by tempering steamed rice flour balls. Yes as it sounds it is super duper simple to make. This mini kozhukattai is usually prepared during Ganesh Chaturthi along with other sweets and savory dishes for neivedyam/ prasad/ offering. The recipe […]
Paal kozhukattai is a traditional sweet recipe prepared by cooking steamed rice flour balls in milk, coconut milk and sugar. Paal kozhukattai is usually prepared for Ganesh Chaturthi for neivedhyam along with other sweets and savory. This recipe can be prepared with many variations and in many varieties but here […]
Mothagam or Modak or Kozhukattai is a steamed dumpling made with rice flour consisting of filling either sweet or savory which is offered as prasad to Ganapathi Bappa for Ganesh chaturthi festival in India. This steamed modak consists of sweet filling with freshly grated coconut and sugar. Yes sugar! Its […]
Stove top pizza / Tawa cheese pizza is one easy and yummilicious snack prepared without the use of oven. Yes the preparation needs only tawa/ skillet as it will be prepared in stove top method as the name goes. Skillet pizza/Tawa pizza takes very less time to prepare if the […]
Tindora pakora/ Kovakka fry/ Dondakaya pakodi fry made with Ivy gourd is a delicious fritter with crispy exterior and soft interior that can be served as evening snack along with hot chai/ coffee or served as side dish for lunch. Ivy gourd fritters is one such quick and easy to […]
Cauliflower peas biryani is a mildly spicy, flavorful and easy to make biryani that you can whip up in no time as it involves just those basic biryani ingredients and less chopping. Cauliflower biryani as the name goes is very different in taste from other regular biryani made at home […]
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.
