WILL POWER comes and goes, like appetite.  Sometimes I'm strong; other times I give in.  "I can resist anything," said Oscar Wilde, "but temptation."  We know that he yielded often.
Back in 1977, I went cold turkey and kicked a three-pack-a-day cigarette habit.  How can I have the strength to accomplish that, I often wonder, and not be able to quit eating food that's not good for me?  I pleaded with my dentist to pull my sweet tooth but he refused, the humorless schmuck. 
If we have nothing in the house that's sweet, I survive fine.  But if it's there, I gobble it up.  (I know, I know. The trick is to not bring it home.  Easier said than done.) 
"Part of the secret of success in life," wrote Mark Twain, "is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside."  I thought about that this afternoon as I drove home from Page, Arizona while devouring two tasty pastries. We screwed up by getting to the grocery store BEFORE lunch, which is always a huge mistake.  The bakery section calls to me like a siren, luring me onto the rocks like a wayward sailor seeking rapture. 
But, boy, I do love the taste of maple...