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Friday morning a Port Authority cop faced off against a group of nine gang members aboard the PATH and took them all down without having to step off the train. Officer John Roche was fetched down while aboard a PATH train in Jersey City by 37-year-old Shine-Amon Sky around 6 a.m. Friday. Sky had woken up after dozing off during his morning commute to find one of the young Bloods nearby had stolen his cigarettes. The large group of teens and young adults then pounced on Sky when he confronted them about it. When Officer Roche tracked down the gang and saw how poorly his odds looked against so many of them, he ordered the train conductor to lock down the train just past the Grove Street stop as he waited for backup. Once his fellow officers arrived, they were able to round up all nine of the Newark gangbangers, who were charged with everything from riot and disorderly conduct to recruitment of a street gang. Two of the female teenagers were also hit with making terrorist threat when they said that they would kill Roche as he apprehended them.

Greenwich Village residents are calling for increased police presence after a Sunday morning stabbing left their sidewalks stained with blood for the second time in three days. But unlike the unprovoked Thursday morning beating that hospitalized Buffalo resident Allen Williams, this second attack does not appear to be gay-bashing. Police sources tell the Post that the victim, 41-year-old Derek Brown, has a record of 23 arrests. It's believed he was stabbed in the back and arm during a heated argument with an unidentified man at West Fourth and Grove streets about 5:45 a.m. The fight occurred remarkably close to Thursday morning's near-fatal assault, which police are investigating as a hate crime. When cops found Brown collapsed a half a block away, he refused to identify his assailant or answer questions; he's currently in stable condition at St. Vincent's. A reader tells us that on Sunday morning there were "TONS of blood in front of Gristedes on West 4th Street," and another resident tells the Post, "There are shady guys out at night dealing drugs and having heated arguments even outside my window. I'm honestly considering moving. This is the worst it's been in years."

The things you see when you leave the New York City limits! This photo was taken on Grove Street in Jersey City last weekend en route to the PATH station after All Points West. Hung on a fence surrounding a vacant lot, the banner speaks volumes about the Garden State's famed anarcho-syndicalism, which has succeeding in directly carrying out the collective will through cutting-edge technology like text messaging. If only New York City developers would let Blackberry-toting urbanites decide their plans, maybe there'd be fewer "fabulous lofts" and more bars with Jalapeño poppers and backyard beer pong!... On second thought, let's go with the giant nail salon.

Meow! The Post reports that a Long Island man is suing a West Village bodega Andy's Deli at Seventh and Grove Street because the bodega's cat attacked him - and wants $5 million. However, Andy's Deli owner Andy Singh says he doesn't even own a cat. Dunh dunh DUNH!

A drunk man driving a Lincoln Aviator slammed into people delivering groceries at restaurant on Seventh Avenue South near Grove Street yesterday morning. Antonio Barranco Hernandez, who had taken a delivery shift over from his son, died after the impact of the SUV severed his leg. A witness told the Daily News, "[The SUV] was going very fast. The car cut his leg. The leg, right off."

Yesterday, regular and auxiliary police officers were present to pay their respects during the Manhattan funeral of auxiliary police officer Nicholas Pekearo, who was killed during a Greenwich Village rampage. Pekearo, a 28-year-old who had worked at an Upper East Side bookstore, recently written a novel and thought about joining the NYPD one day, was remembered fondly by friends and colleagues (it turned out Pekearo had shaved his head to support a fellow auxiliary officer who was going through chemotherapy). Mayor Bloomberg said during the eulogy:

He was our native son. New York was in his soul. It was in his quick, kinetic style of speech and in a sense of humor that was at the same time humble and ironic, sarcastic and self-deprecating... He grew from a little boy to a man in the same apartment on Morton Street. He learned his ABCs at PS 3 on Grove Street and graduated from Bayard Rustin High School, on West 18th Street.

Different types of people are drawn to different types of restaurant and in a perfect world everyone has a place that feeds them as they like, in a room in which they are comfortable. The truth is that the price of a dish of food in a restaurant includes all the costs involved in running the restaurant. At the base level there is the electricity, gas, rent, insurance and so on, and at another level there are the publicists, consultants, and decorators. The more a restaurateur puts into a place the more the food on the plate will cost. This makes the most special of finds for foodies a place confidently making high caliber food without the added costs of adornment.

"C'mon f----t! Learn how to walk, [expletive]!" Kyle Spidle, an aspiring actor, was crossing Grove Street at Waverly when the a black Acura entered the crosswalk. According to the reports, "as a reflex," Spidle hit the hood of the car and yelled "learn how to drive!", which enraged the driver and passengers. Spidle ran away, but the group caught up and hit and punched him, leaving him with a broken jaw, cheekbone, nose, and fractures around his right eye. One of the two men arrested is a Department of Sanitation worker, while a third man is still at large.

While Gothamist loves to try all the new restaurants that seem to open on an hourly basis throughout the isle of Manhattan, we're also keen on discovering places that may be new to us but have inhabited NYC for decades. Especially at this time of year, with the stress of holiday preparations and the first major dip in temperatures, Gothamist longs for the type of restaurant experience that reminds of us of the home-style food that we grew up eating (or wished we did).