There's a reason that a wait for a table at The Walrus and The Carpenter continues to be a Sisyphean exercise in patience and humility: they don't take reservations.
Why not?
Maybe because they like the 'buzz' of being one of those 'it's imposible to get a table' places... or maybe because they're clever enough to know they can sell even more booze to suckers looking for a way to kill time waiting for a table.
Do yourself a favor: go to one of the many other very fine Seattle restaurants that are just as good or better... but treat their patrons like real guests.
There's a reason that a wait for a table at The Walrus and The Carpenter continues to be a Sisyphean exercise in patience and humility: they don't take reservations.
Why not?
Maybe because they like the 'buzz' of being one of those 'it's imposible to get a table' places... or maybe because they're clever enough to know they can sell even more booze to suckers looking for a way to kill time waiting for a table.
Do yourself a favor: go to one of the many other very fine Seattle restaurants that are just as good or better... but treat their patrons like real guests.