First a little bit o' history on how this recipe came about.
There was a woman named Patty Pomander who lived in Salem, Massachusetts. She didn't smoke Salems however but clove cigarettes instead. Now that in itself was a no-no because she wasn't supporting the local tobacco industry. She also didn't attend church since she was a practicing witch, which, meant her days were numbered. Legend has it that her closet smelled really good however because of the lovely, fragrant pomanders she made and hung in her closet.
Now these were the days of the infamous witch hunts where everyone had their own personalized hand held kerosene torches that had been purchased at the local "Torch, Knife, and Scythe" shows. If you didn't have your own torch, you would be banished from the town, so everyone just had to have one.
Meanwhile this poor girl had a problem finding good quality beef for her sandwich recipe because the guys that worked down at the slaughterhouse were always up all night "tipping the cows" while getting bent on mushrooms and MD 2020. The hicks were always either too tired or too stoned to work. Basically the town had no real meat, except chicken of course since chicken tipping isn't really a past-time for hicks. And this recipe didn't use chicken.
Outraged, Patty would lure small children to her home with her magic dust and candy. She was a BAD TO THE BONE witch. As a replacement for quality ground sirloin, she'd grind up the little kids into a medium grind, remembering sometimes to remove the bones, eyeballs,
"Jujubees", and "Raisinettes".
What was quite confusing to the local town folk, is she used a really good Jewish Rye Bread for this recipe. Everyone knew she didn't practice that religion. This most certainly tweaked the local Hassidic population which was very strong in numbers at that time.This whole thing was called to the attention of Patrick Buchannan and Patrick Eweing, (remember him?), who immedeatly decided to form the "Christian Coalition" which to this day is empowered by right wing radicals, some gay groups and even Ronald Reagan himself (does he remember him?).
In light of all this, they decided to burn her at the stake. Hence the name:
"PATTY MELT"
BASICALLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING HERE IS MAKING A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH WITH THE BURGER PATTY AND GRILLED ONIONS ON THE INSIDE!
IF YOU NEED INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW TO MAKE A GRILLED CHEESE, THEN E-MAIL ME. I'LL BE GLAD TO LET YOU KNOW HOW. I'LL EVEN INCLUDE INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW TO BOIL WATER. AND NO GLENDA... YOU CAN'T BOIL A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH! YUCKY-POO!
SERVE THIS BURGER WITH A COLD POTATO SALAD OR CHIPS, AND PLENTY-O-BEER!
Contrary to popular belief by certain people in certain circles, this server named Patty in particular that I work with, you cannot "cheat with wheat no matter what!" as she likes to put it. I'm wondering if it's okay when you've ingested the right combination of illegal substances? I'll have to ask her.

LET'S GET ON WITH A SOUP TO HAVE WITH THAT GRILLED CHEESE SAMMICH THAT GLENDA DIDN'T BOIL
SE�OR SVEN'S CHICKEN TORTILLA SOUP
Going back to when I was raised in the wilds of Mexico with nothing but my wits and my nakedness, I was forced to scrounge for my food daily because othrwise I was trading found trinkets for really good pot, peyote, mescaline, tequilla and heroin.
It wasn't all that bad a childhood actually.
So once in a while I'd steal a chicken or two from some other poor shmuck to make this soup using these ingredients: