Roasted grain teas used to be the de facto beverage of Korean households as no one would drank tap water without boiling it. Instead of brewing, you let the toasted barley or corn boil in the water. I remember as a little girl, I was asked many a times to watch the grain teas but I often let them overboil. My mind was often occupied with grander things such as capturing a North Korean agent. Even in elementary school we were taught the endless superpowers of a North Korean agent- they could hide in the ground given only a stainless steel spoon. My clever plans to trap such a cunning spy revolved around tricking them with ice cream and choco-pie.
Roasting grains gave me such a cosy good feeling, I may have to contrive more occasions to dry fry.