Vazhaipoo kebab/ Banana blossom kabab is a very flavorful, delicious, slightly spicy and healthy veg kabab prepared with banana blossom, chana dal and freshly ground spices tawa cooked to perfection. Vazhaipoo/ Banana blossom is a healthy addition to our diet and mostly people don’t like it due to its taste […]
Keerai medhu vadai is a fluffy, crispy and delicious medhu vada loaded with goodness of palak/ spinach/ pasalai keerai. This keerai vadai can be made for festivals like Ugadi, Ganesh chaturthi, Varalakshmi vratham etc as it uses no onion in its making and can taste same or more delicious than […]
Idli manchurian is a spicy, slightly sweet, flavorful and delicious snack prepared by tossing tawa roasted crisp idli in sweet and spicy sauce. This is a Indo Chinese dish so it is very easy and quick to prepare just like manchurian recipe. This recipe works great if you have leftover […]
Idli fry is a super quick to make delicious snack where leftover idli’s are fried to perfection and relished with idli podi. This recipe requires not much ingredients or time to prepare but still tastes delish. This recipe is most useful when idli’s turn hard or idli’s made with last […]
Indian Chicken puffs/ Chicken puff pastry is a a super flaky and scrumptious snack prepared by stuffing flavorful spiced chicken mixture in puff pastry sheets and baked to perfection. Yes an easy and and very quick to make Indian snack. That is also a crowd pleaser can be a great […]
Eggless plum cake/ Eggless Christmas cake/ Eggless fruit cake is one such delicious, flavorful and aromatic cake loaded with dry fruits and nuts. This eggless Christmas cake can be prepared instantly with all purpose flour, spices, dry fruits, nuts, orange juice and most importantly without alcohol/ rum. Yes I have already […]
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.
