Sprinkle some shredded Velveeta over that bad boy and you'll have yourself some culinary perfection.
"Well, Sarge, this is a weird one. Seems the big Asian fellah--over there in my cruiser wearing the cuffs--was preparing something to eat earlier tonight, and walked away from the stove for something. All of a sudden, his houseguest, the deceased there--huh? um, yeah, the one with the spoon jammed in his eye-- sneaked in from behind and tossed a brick of Velveeta onto some kind of food that the Asian was preparing... Yep, I said Velveeta. That's pretty much all we know so far, but yeah, sounds like a righteous kill to me too."
