Kadalai urundai/ Peanut chikki/ kadalai mittai is a delicious and healthy snack made with peanuts and jaggery syrup. This is usually made during karthigai deepam festival along with pori urundai/ murmura ladoo, but since it is consumed as snack too I thought to post it today, because I made this […]
Palak bajji/ Palak pakora is a deep fried fritter prepared with palak leaves dipped in spicy besan batter i.e regular bajji batter. These are so delish and healthy in a a way as they hold spinach ? yet remains to be a perfect tea time snack specially during rainy season […]
Thootukudi macaroons/ Tuticorin macaroons are delicious sweet treat/ snack. These tuticorin macaroons are usually white/ ivory in color and cone shaped. These Thoothukudi macaroons are one such confectionary popularly prepared in Thoothukudi a town in the state of Tamil Nadu. These Indian cashew macaroons are very light, airy, sweet and […]
Cornflakes mixture or Cornflakes chivda is a non deep fried spicy and sweet snack made with ready to eat cornflakes. Yes this non deep fried! You can use the regular makai or chivda making cornflakes available in store too to make this mixture recipe. Since I had lot of cornflakes […]
Vegetable cutlet is a delicious and healthy snack made with mixed vegetables. Veg cutlets are usually deep fried snacks with crispy exterior and soft inside adored by both adults and kids. Vegetable cutlets can be made different shapes like heart, oval and standard round shape as well. Cutlets or patties […]
Chilli bajji/ Mirchi bajji/ Milagai bajji is a spicy and tasty deep fried fritter made with light green, plump and long variety chilli. This snack is a popular one that needs not much explanation. This bajji can be prepared with stuffing and without stuffing, both tastes super good. Today in […]
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.
