The Walrus is the kind of place I go when I want to get drunk. And not like, I want to have a few beers with mates drunk. I mean the kind of drunk where you wake up the next day next to a manikin with a picture of Joseph Stalin taped to your face, and then later find out someone stole one of your kidneys. That kind of drunk. So yeah, it usually does the trick, 5 stars.
Have a fish fowl. Not so high on the alcohol but great way to drink with friends. Also suggest going here after 11pm. That is when this place livens up.