Derek Drake

“Yo, yo, guys.  What’s up?”  Fat Mack’s eyes were fixed on a humungous triple-decker cheeseburger he was about to bite into.   “Did did...

“I can’t even make my mouth say ‘I told you so’ anymore,” Fat Mack was looking dreamily at what had to be the tallest...

I got to the diner later than usual yesterday.  It was a busy day at the office.  Trump and the Project ’25 Boys went...

The diner was hopping.  People were eating and talking and enjoying themselves loudly.  I kept looking at Shirley, and she kept pretending she was...

"So, you all remember Ahmad Khan Rahimi, the guy who set off the bombs in New York and New Jersey?" Fat Mack was stuffing...

"What's up, Uncle G?"  I was on a quick lunch.  The newspaper was busy."Hey there, Scoops?" Uncle G peered over the top of the paper he was...

People in the diner were singing something, but I couldn't tell what.  The closer I got to the door, the louder it got, but...

"Yo, Mack!" I ran the last few feet to the diner door.  "The police are outside looking for you," I said."What?" Mack was about...

Fat Mack and I were meeting up for lunch at the diner to discuss a project we’re working on. Can’t talk about it here,...

“Merry Christmas,” I yelled out as I walked into the diner.“Merry Christmas,” came back and for a moment I was surprised at the number...