As a result of Ne, ADHD, and social graces, I will always try what is offered me, even if I am put off.
I have had a raw Toucan egg cracked over seaweed and tiny Malaysian anchovy, and fermented cabbage, chicken, and egg with chilies. I have had a bowl of vegetables with tofu and Natto. And I do like cheese with serious microbial funk and the deepest veins of blue. I have had cricket and termite and cicada.
That said, I once went to a little restaurant on curiosity, and once I had entered, I was the only non-Asian, which I took as a good sign. I could not read the menu, but there were pictures, so I ordered a bowl of soup. While I was waiting, a bowl of soup was brought out for another patron, and all around the rim of the bowl were tiny arthropods, clasping with their tiny pincers, and I could hear the clicky snaps. As I had no reference, I thought “crayfish.” Upon receipt, the man plucked one from the bowl, dunked it in the soup, and then ate it, crewing with audible crunch. I don’t think I would do that, save extraordinary circumstances.
The other thing I will not seek out is casu marzu, the Italian grub cheese. Maggots are a no go for me, dawg.
But I would try your jellied eel, surely.
Cheers,
Ian