Some two years after launching in DIFC, Sass Café is still standing toe-to-toe with the regularly celebrated restobars within its immediate reach. It’s obviously doing something right.
While the food is never going to ruffle the feathers of Gate Village award winners such as La Petite Maison, Zuma and Boca – although it does have some merits, namely the burrata – elaborate furnishings, a thumping soundtrack and over-the-top performances from staff (singing, dancing and diamond encrusted) and patrons alike give it a different kind of glint in the eye for an occasionally uptight, upmarket part of town.
As one might expect with a Monaco import, it attracts a certain kind of big-spending crowd. In itself, that isn’t the problem, but unless you’re there to throw money around like it’s going out of fashion, the considered hierarchy among the clientele can leave some feeling slightly marginalised.
Drinks are always premium versions of whatever one might be used to, and are priced accordingly. It’s in keeping with style; deep reds, leather, ornate trimmings and sparkles at every turn. But where that is liable to create a stuffiness at times, Sass Café is, for the most part, actually pretty good fun.
The Bottom Line Everyone can enjoy it, perhaps just once.