Don’t leave withoutBe sure to take a trip to the toilet (no, seriously). In the opening weeks of The Walrus, Marty reckons he had just as many conversations about them as he did about the wine list. They’re tucked away to the right of the bar, and it won’t take you too long to realise what’s so conversation-starting about them. “Bidet mate” is scrawled on the doors.
Who to takeFor a dynamic date night, two seats at the emerald-tiled front bar – preferably in line with the in-built, ice-filled oyster trough – are hard to beat. But go with a group and you can book out the moody, mustard-curtained dining room out the back. It’s a glorious space for strapping in, with a vintage buffet table, timber-slatted ceiling and dangly lighting.