The Art of Cooking IV: Barley Water
When my sis and I were still studying in Paris, a friend of hers came over to visit us at our hostel. After chatting for a while, my sis took her out to do some sight-seeing, while I stayed back to finish up some work. As the weather was quite warm that day, I decided to cook some barley water.
When my sis and her friend returned in the evening, I poured us three glasses. Halfway through her drink, my sis' friend remarked that the barley water looked cloudy and a little spotty. I innocently said that I didn't wash the barley. My sis and her friend nearly spit into my face. In the end, we threw the remainings away. What a waste! Hmph!