Kadamba bajji/ Mixed vegetable bajji is a delicious platter of puffy tea time snack that is served during evenings but much preferred by all during rainy season/ winter. We usually eat/make bajji with 1 or 2 veggies but this kadamba bajji is a platter of mixed veggies bajji in which […]
Sago butter murukku/ Javvarisi butter murukku/ Sagubbiyam murukku is a crunchy and buttery deep fried snack that is usually prepared during festivals like diwali. This is a regular butter murukku recipe with a little tweak by adding soaked sago/ javvarisi to the dough. This is surely not my innovative recipe […]
Green gram sweet sundal/ Pachai payaru sundal is a protein rich delicious sundal that can be served as Prasad/ evening snack. And you guys definitely know why this sundal post popped today in blog all of a sudden!! Yes it is Navaratri!!! And here is the first recipe for it […]
Chocolate sandwich is a very easy to make gooey and delicious chocolate toast with crisp buttery bread outer is a simple and quick to make snack/ breakfast which will be adored by any chocolate lover. Here in this recipe I have used chocolate morsels/ chips which I chopped before spreading […]
Ragi sweet adai/ Finger millet sweet adai/ Kezhvaragu sweet adai is a delicious and healthy breakfast / snack prepared with ragi / finger millet flour, jaggery and flavored with cardamom. This is a quick and easy to make breakfast recipe involving just handful ingredients or can be served as a […]
Barnyard millet adai maavu kunukku/ Kuthiraivali adai maavu kunukku is a yummy deep fried snack prepared either with leftover adai maavu/ freshly made maavu. At home amma always makes kunukku / fritter with leftover adai batter as it tastes even better than the freshly ground batter. So I have also […]
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.
