His restaurant is a big barn of a place which he keeps warm in winter with a combination of an ordinary fire in a grate and an almond shell burner.
The serving staff consist of him and his plump son, Sergio. Sometimes the child Hector helps out too. The cook is Eduardo's wife - we've never been introduced so we don't know her name.
The food is pretty ordinary but it's never bad and the prices are made up on the spot. Usually it's 10 euros for a chop and chips type meal, 12 euros for a local speciality like rice or gazpacho and 15 euros for anyone he doesn't know or like.
So today we go in. We're a bit late, just after 3pm, but today that isn't a problem. Three tables are occupied and one is reserved. With a bit of dithering we are offered a table and whilst we're still standing we're asked what we fancy to eat (this is a regular game.) What've you got? Everything! What about some paella says Maggie, OK a nice rice dish says Eduardo, some toast, a few spreads as well? Yeah, that's fine and maybe a salad. The usual to drink, some red wine - fine- oh and some water. Then we sit down. The food was perfectly good, Eduardo talked to us about some of the other people in his restaurant once they'd left. We weren't offered a digestif after our pudding and coffee as we usually are but the price was 12 each.
We take nearly all our guests to Eduardo's.