Karupatti pori urundai/ Palm jaggery murmura ladoo is a crispy, crunchy, delicious and healthy South Indian snack that can be easily prepared in no time with just handful ingredients. Pori urundai/ murmura ladoo is often made in houses during KARTHIGAI DEEPAM festival which is almost there which is almost there and […]
KARUPATTI BOONDI LADOO/ PALM JAGGERY BOONDI LADOO is a delicious and little healthy version of the boondi ladoo. Here fried boondi is soaked in karupatti/ palm jaggery syrup instead of sugar syrup. Regular boondi laddo recipe goes here like this Boondi ladoo. I wouldn’t vouch this palm jaggery boondi ladoo […]
Paneer jalebi/ Chanar jalebi is a soft, juicy and scrumptious coil shaped deep fried sweet/ dessert prepared with a base ingredient that is freshly made chena/ chanar/ paneer. This chanar jalebi sweet looks like jalebi but tastes somewhat similar to like this paneer gulab jamun. But definitely the texture is […]
Kala jamun/ Kala gulab jamun with khoya is a delectable Indian sweet/ dessert that is dark brown/ close to black in color naturally after which it is named as “KALA “JAMUN – kala meaning black. Kala jamun is prepared with khoya and paneer, where the mixture is kneaded into dough, shaped, […]
Karupatti adhirasam/ Palm jaggery adhirasam is a most popular and traditional South Indian deep fried sweet that is prepared with homemade rice flour and jaggery for festivals like Diwali and few other festivities. This Karupatti adhirasam sweet is very popular not just for its taste but also for its process […]
Padhir peni/ Chiroti is a scrumptious flaky and crispy sweet where deep fried layered puri is topped with powdered sugar which is flavored with cardamom and garnished with nuts. This padhir/ chiroti is a popular sweet in Tamil Nadu usually prepared for festivals and sometimes found in wedding too. This […]
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.
