Napoleon ended up at his Aunt Amy's apartment again. She laughed and agreed that eels, jellied or otherwise, were a bit of an acquired taste for most people. What really amused her was that her nephew seemed almost indignant that he was the only one of the four that didn't enjoy them.
"My dear boy, as much as you travel, I would have thought you would have experimented far more. My heavens, I've sampled everything from haggis to fish head curry in my day."
They exchanged stories of odd foods they'd encountered long into the night.
