Moong dal poli/ Pesara pappu poli/ Paruppu poli is a sweetened flat bread with lentil filling usually prepared during festivals like Ugadi, Holi or for any other festivities. Yes you are correct!! Ugadi is almost there and I thought to try and post a new recipe without breaking much of […]
Instant banana malpua/ Instant malpua is a delicious ghee fried pancake soaked in sugar syrup with crispy edges and soft interior usually prepared during festivals like Holi and Diwali. Malpua is usually relished with rabri/ rabdi or topped with nuts and can be made with lot of variations and varieties. […]
Chocolate apple jalebi is a puffy fried sweet prepared by soaking chocolate batter coated fried apple rings in sugar syrup. Traditionally apple jalebi is prepared with maida/ all purpose flour like this APPLE JALEBI only but wanted to try making it in different version/ flavor so tried adding some cocoa […]
Sakkarai pongal with condensed milk/ Sweet pongal with condensed milk is a delicious and very easy to make sweet that can be prepared for festivals like pongal, tamil new year, Ugadi and other festivals. Traditionally pongal is prepared with rice, moong dal and jaggery, as I always post different varieties […]
Dry gulab jamun/ Dry jamun is a yummy and very easy to make sweet/ dessert that is usually prepared by rolling the fried and soaked khoya jamun in desiccated coconut. The recipe is very similar to this KALA JAMUN that I posted earlier in the blog for diwali!! You can […]
Instant karupatti paniyaram/ Karupatti paniyaram is a delicious, healthy and quick to make sweet appam that can be made with handful ingredients instantly. Traditionally this sweet paniyaram is prepared with jaggery like this INSTANT SWEET PANIYARAM and also deep fried in oil like this SWEET APPAM, but to keep it […]
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.
