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Kim Mayorga was confused when her 2-year-old started making funny faces and pushing away the apple juice he had ordered at Applebee’s. The explanation came when she opened the lidof the sippy cup and was hit by the smell of tequila and Triple Sec.

The restaurant staff accidentally gave Julian Mayorga a margarita Monday. He grew drowsy and started vomiting a few hours later and was rushed to the hospital.

“I wasn’t going to make a big deal about it,” the mother told the Contra Costa Times on Thursday, “but then he got sick.”

The apple juice and margarita mix were stored in identical plastic bottles, and the manager mistakenly grabbed the margarita container to pour the boy’s drink, said Randy Tei, vice president for Apple Bay East Inc., which owns the franchise restaurant and nine other Applebee’s in the San Francisco Bay area.

The Mayorgas will be reimbursed for their medical bills, and Tei said the franchise group’s restaurants will no longer serve apple juice and margaritas in similar containers.

“We absolutely believe it was an honest mistake,” Tei said.

The serving appeared to have been accidental, Antioch police Lt. Pat Welch said. Mayorga said her son is now doing fine.

She said the company has been very apologetic and offered free meals, but she added, “If they think I’m going back there, they’re ridiculous.”

I smell a $50 million lawsuit wafting in from the kitchen. I hope they serve it with one of Tyler Florences delightful summer salads!

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Me and Andy are over for work this week. Here are the obligatory pictures of our lodgings. Used to be an old barn, now a high fallutin brothel!!!

I mean, hotel.

Have you ever had one of those days when it seemed like you weren’t alone in the world and that people don’t actually hate you?

No? Me either.

Until today, of course. Actually, forgive the hyperbole…I have a good life and always feel loved, but some days are better than others. For instance, Andy comes in this morning with a stupid grin on his face and hands me a gift: a pair of Guinness flip-flops. If only I didn’t have webbed toes.
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Though it’s a little creepy for a straight man to buy another straight man a pair of shoes, I thought it was damned funny and considerate of him to think about me and buy me some goofy sandals endowed with the logo of my favorite beverage. I guess I’ll buy him that red thong with Betty Boop on it now…

So yeah, and then a few minutes ago, Frank throws open the door to my office so fast that I thought he was Kramer. He marches over to my desk and thrusts his arm out. Attached to said arm is a hand, and in that hand was a gorgeous Cohiba Toro Tube. Oh baby…can’t wait to get home, grab a glass of Mist and hit the deck.

Life is good.