We rode the sun out into the streets. “I’m the king of the jungle gym,” she shouted to her loyal stuffed animals below! Days of building worlds, and not worrying about the world. In the playground, sticks become magical wands, slides transport us to fantasyland, Lego maniacs design our new cities, and all the while we dance in the clouds. So fluffy and soft. As we suck in the last rays of light, a shout from the distance calls us back to our bed-sheet nests and furniture castles to dream of all that we will be. Playground Kid is a Saison aged for over two years in an oak wine barrel on a host of microorganisms, producing its complex and refreshing notes of lemon/lime with a touch of tartness and funk.