Ridge gourd peel chutney/ Peerkangai chutney/ Beerakaya chutney might sound a little different but it is one of the tastiest chutney I have learnt from my mom. This post is a continuity post from yesterday as the peel/skin from ride gourd that I had mentioned to save for chutney is […]
Quinoa upma/ Vegetable quinoa upma is a very healthy upma made with quinoa a super nutritious grain and veggies. Quinoa upma is easy to whip up on busy mornings as breakfast or as lunchbox recipe. This instant and yummy upma has a nutty/ crunchy texture of both quinoa and vegetables […]
Bread upma is an extremely easy, yummy and quick to make breakfast made with basic ingredients that is always available in pantry. This crunchy and spicy bread upma is ideal for breakfast or even as quick snack as it takes very less time to prepare and will be adored by […]
Aloo poha is an easy, spicy, lemony and crunchy poha recipe prepared by adding boiled potato in poha then with a twist of lemon juice as final touch. I love to prepare this recipe for breakfast as it requires no side accompany ! So lets get to the making! [sam […]
Coconut upma is a traditional upma prepared in my family generation after generation. It is a spicy and tangy recipe prepared by grinding coconut and idly rice along with spices. It is very delicious and has an unique side dish, raw onions. This upma needs to be consumed when it […]
When I hear the words rava upma I always find it hilarious and the credit goes to my hubby because when he made rava upma for the very first time and I packed it for lunch during my college days and i with lot of expectations and hunger tried to taste […]
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.
