Garlic pull-apart rolls are a cheesy, spongy and fluffy bread infused with herbs and garlicky flavor. These pull – apart rolls are a mash up of biscuits (American) and garlic bread leading to deliciousness. These rolls are very easy to make and can be easily accompanied with your morning coffee/ […]
Kothimbir vadi/ Coriander fritters is a savory snack of Maharashtra prepared with fresh cilantro/ coriander leaves and besan/ chickpea flour. Kothimbir vadi is a crispy and yummy fried fritter usually served along with hot tea/ chai. This flavorful snack is prepared with few simple ingredients by steaming the besan cilantro […]
Thattai/ Pappu chekkalu/ Pappu billalu is a crunchy and yummy South Indian fried snack prepared during festivals. Thattai/ pappu chekkalu is prepared with 3 types of flour: rice flour, urad dal flour and gram dal flour for which I have provided the making along with pictures below. This aromatic snack […]
Masala peanuts is a spicy masala flavored fried snack that is suitable to be accompanied along with hot tea/ coffee during winter or rain. Masala peanuts is prepared by frying flour and spices coated peanuts in oil until golden and crispy. This snack is very easy to prepare and does […]
Fruit cookie/ Tutti frutti cookie/ Christmas cookie is a yummy, colorful and easy to bake cookies which will be adored by both adults and kids. Tutti frutti cookie is made with all purpose flour, egg, tutti frutti and few other basic ingredients used for making cookies. This is one such […]
Masala vada/ Paruppu vadai is one such easy, simple, flavorful and yummy vada made with channa dal and is usually served with tea/ coffee. Now that its raining in CA, I thought to prepare these delicious vada as it is my hubby’s favorite vada. He is very big fan of […]
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.
