Mixture is spicy snack made with kara boondi, ompodi and few other ingredients to enhance its taste. Mixture can be prepared for festival or as tea time snack. So whenever I make kara boondi and ompodi at home I make sure to retain some quantity of both to prepare this […]
Pulla jantikalu also known as pulippu murukku/ thayir murukku is my family’s traditional murukku recipe and always holds priority place in snacks during festivals like diwali, so i prepared this as my first murukku for this diwali like every year. This murukku is my grandma’s recipe and I have relished […]
Ring murukku also known as chegodilu is a fried snack with crunchy exterior is prepared with rice flour. Ring murukku is a palatable snack which can be prepared for diwali or as tea time snack. Chegodilu are very easy to prepare, as it involves only handful ingredients, very few steps […]
Potato murukku/ chakli is a fried crunchy and yummy snack with potato flavors in every bite. It is prepared by making dough with rice flour and potato paste, which is then shaped and fried in oil. Potato murukku is very easy and simple to make recipe with only few ingredients […]
Potato sweet mixture is an instant and easy to make fried snacks prepared by mixing powdered sugar, nuts and fried grated potatoes. This mixture can be prepared for diwali or as tea time snacks. This is my childhood favorite snacks and after that I got chance to taste this only […]
Chakli is a spicy and crunchy fried snack made with rice flour and besan. This is an instant and easy recipe as it involves no grinding and roasting. Chakli is usually prepared as evening snacks or during festivals like diwali. Proper measurements, few key points and little patience when shaping […]
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.
