Cheeseburger Toast Cups

"When I was a child I spent summers at my grandparent’s home in a sleepy little town called Arden Manitoba. The town boasted a Dew Drop Inn, two general stores, and a large swinging bridge that swayed in the breeze on hot summer days. Back then the noon meal was called dinner, and “lunch” was served around 10 pm. My grandmother would serve toast cups filled with delicious ingredients much like those in my recipe. I imagine myself, still, as a ghost child standing alone on a swinging bridge dreaming of tomorrow. Where will I go? What will I do? If this is the stuff of my history, I would go to the place where “history lives” – Charleston South Carolina on a culinary vacation so that I could learn how to cook the slow food of the south – honouring my memories of the slow food of my grandmother and summers long ago...."