On the New York Way

My paternal grandfather is launching into the story of his shopping expedition for a particularly memorable gift.

"For her second wedding anniversary, all she wants is a Jewish windbreaker..."

He continues talking, but I miss the next few words as I try to figure out what on earth is signified by the term "Jewish windbreaker".  Finally, after a few seconds, my mom asks for clarification.  My grandma, laughing, pipes up:

"A mink stole."


I love my family.  :)