Six Acres devotes part of its menu to quesadillas ($5.75), light flour tortillas layered with mozzarella and cheddar cheese and other fillings. In size, they are like small mains; in spirit, they win us over because they somehow retain their Mexican identity even with their new hipster enhancements. The Pollo’s Demise, for example, is a quesadilla stuffed with smoked turkey, roasted red peppers and sharp cheddar; Mr. Bean’s Suitcase comes with a mess of refried black beans, spring onions, mozza & aged Gouda. And the ongoing fave seems to be the “Smokey the Mexican Bear,” a simple filling made savoury with seasoned mushrooms, spring onion, mozzarella and cheddar cheese.

Other menu items are often less exciting, but since the funky, flatteringly lit spot serves ‘til late every night except Monday, offers all kinds of interesting drinkage, decent-priced lunch (Fridays to Sundays only), and sizes their tapas plates to share, it's already well loved by just about every downtowner who has ever subscribed to Paper or Details.

You saw the story about the name, right? Six Acres was initially called Moonshine, however, the Vancouver Liquor Control and Licensing Act curiously decided that “Moonshine” wasn’t acceptable for consumption. Reason: because it sounded too much like a pub. Admittedly, Moonshine would have been an excellent handle for this spot. Nonetheless, Moonshine, Six Acres, whatever… is a fun, stylish drinkery. - R.L.