Eat Polish apples, drink Polish cider - So Putin's pulled down the shutters on Polish food imports - this will
hurt those Polish producers and middlemen who thought they could prosper
by feeding The Bear. The embargo will reverberate across the Polish
economy - GDP growth is likely to slow by a few tenths of a percentage
point (outturn for 2014 more likely to be 2.9% than 3.3%), while
inflation will fall - maybe even into deflationary territory - as a
result of oversupply on the Polish market.
The #JedzJabłka ('eat apples') campaign across the social media
is gaining traction; if you want to hit back at Putin, buy Polish
apples. Poland is the world's number one exporter of apples and number
two producer of apples. Outside in our garden, the apple tree is
groaning with apples that come September will start falling to the
ground in abundance.

As Poland begins coming to terms with an apple mountain of unprecedented
proportions, media pundits have taken up my call for a massive
expansion of Polish cider-making, which requires above all a change in
absurd excise rules that class cider over 5% as a fruit wine, rather
than as a beer equivalent.
The absurdity came to a head the other day when Celtic, a Scottish
foot-ball club, visited Warsaw to play against Legia, a Polish foot-ball
club. Celtic is sponsored by Magners, a cider brand unavailable in
Poland, containing 4.5% alcohol by volume. Legia is sponsored by
Królewskie, a well-known beer brand containing 5.8% alcohol by volume.
Now, because Magners is a cider and the advertising of cider - even on
the shirts of visiting foot-ballers is prohibited in Poland - the Celtic
players had to change their shirts to ones not bearing the brand. Beer
adverts, on the other hand, are fine. And because Poles like the taste,
brewers get round the ban by simply adding apple juice to beer (Redds,
Warka Radler, Lech etc). This is the type of regulatory madness must be
stamped out with extreme prejudice.
If Poland is to soak up the apples that Putin won't buy, it needs to be
able to add value to them - by pressing them in local cider-presses and
fermenting the resulting juice into high-quality cider. And advertise
that cider in the same way that beer is advertised. And exported in
quantity to the free world.
In the meanwhile, Polish cider sales are booming. From nearly zero in
2012, Polish consumers drank 2m litres of cider in 2013; this year sales
are expected to reach 10m litres (By way of reference, British
consumers drank 1,000m litres of cider last year - the UK being the
world's no. 1 cider producer and consumer of cider.) And things are
looking good at Auchan - the price of Weston's Old Rosie has come down
from 17zł to 10zł a half-litre bottle - a benchmark of cider excellence.
Below: Polish cider (Cydr Lubelski) and Polish apples. I bought
this cider because it was the only Polish brand available in Auchan
today - there was Warka Perry and lots of fruity concoctions from the
Baltics - plus of course Weston's Old Rosie and Weston's Vintage.

Mr Finance Minister please - get rid of the requirement for an excise
band over the bottle, reduce the excise duty on all ciders to the same
level as beer, and scrap the ban on cider advertising. And do so
quickly, before Putin's embargo can do any lasting harm to Poland's
agricultural economy. Below: the banderola, or excise band. You'll find this on cigarettes and vodka - but why-oh-why on cider? This is plain nuts.

Poland has such a huge potential when it comes to cider. It just needs
the ministries to deregulate and liberalise. The market will do the
rest.
Additional reading - in Polish
Countdown to Putin's fruit embargo
and
Poles are eating 'Freedom Apples' (and drinking cider in solidarity)
and (thanks for the link Paddy)
Cider ad ban likely to be scrapped
This time last year:
Hottest week ever (37C - that's 9C more than it was today)
This time two years ago:
Progress along the second line of the Warsaw Metro (still no sign of its impending completion as I write)
This time three years ago:
Doric arches, ul. Targowa
This time four years ago:
A place in the country, everyone's ideal
This time seven years ago:
I must go down to the sea again