Karasev is a spicy fried snack accompanied with evening tea or usually prepared during festivals like diwali. Karasev is made with besan, rice flour and crushed black pepper plays key role in bringing out the taste and flavors to this dish. Karasev is very easy to make as it is […]
Kara boondi is a spicy, crunchy and yummy fried snack made during festivals like diwali or even served as tea time snack. Kara boondi is prepared with besan/ gram flour acting as key ingredient and adding chilli powder, peanuts, cashews and curry leaves for enhanced taste. I usually make kara […]
Ompodi / Omapodi/ Plain sev is a crunchy fried snack made with gram flour, rice flour and ajwain. Ompodi is served as tea time snack or made during festivals like diwali. Ompodi is very easy to make and has only handful ingredients in its making. Ompodi is my hubby’s all […]
Sweet kaja/ Madatha kaja is a toothsome layered sweet recipe famous in Andhra Pradesh. Sweet kaja is prepared with maida dough, which is shaped and fried, then dipped in sugar syrup before serving. This is my mom’s recipe and she used to make it for snacks, and there used to […]
Sweet corn sundal is a easy, healthy and yummy recipe prepared with basic ingredients. I came to know about this sundal from my mom, since then I have been making it at home during navratri. This sundal can be served as evening snacks as well, if you are looking for […]
Pizza rolls are easy and fun to make snacks where pizza is served in tiny bites. Pizza rolls are prepared with pizza dough stuffed with veggies, cheese and paneer then baked to perfection. Pizza rolls will be adored by both adults and kids. I usually make these pizza rolls when […]
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.
