Puttu is a delicious breakfast recipe orginating from kerala. It always reminds me of my good old school days when my father used to get this for our breakfast every Thursdays when we first moved to abudhabi. The very first bite i had this with kadala curry i fell in […]
Paneer paratha is an excellent way to incorporate cheesy paneer into wheat flour and can be prepared on a busy day without any worry about the side dish. The process is very simple and can be easily prepared even by beginner and surprise their audience with delicious end results. In […]
The birth of this recipe took place when I accidentally dropped wheat flour onto the mashed potatoes that i had kept it ready to make aloo paratha. So with no time left for dinner I continued mixing it and made a poori dough. Though i made it without any prior […]
Capsicum shrimp curry is so much trending at my home and i have started making it often so i wanted to share it in my blog. This gravy requires no grinding and is little different from usual shrimp gravy as it holds some crunchiness and flavors from capsicum as well. […]
Pav bun an indian bread best known for its soft and spongy texture used to accompany bhaji masala or in vada pav can never be forgotten. I am happy share my recipe as I baked it right just before my pregnancy. I stopped baking since I became pregnant and even […]
Vermicelli omelet recipe serves as an excellent breakfast and can be prepared in no time with basic ingredients. If there are vermicelli and omelet lovers out there like my husband this will be the best dish for your taste buds as it comprises of spiciness, crunchiness, creaminess of cheese and […]
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.
