roast. I still do not like it, and everyone thinks I am crazy. As a kid, what was put on the table was eaten by all at the table. You did not complain, nor refuse to eat it. Mom would make pressure cooker meals, one being roast, potatoes and carrots. I loved the potatoes and carrots mashed up with the broth on them. But the meat- I didn't like. And even tho I cut it into small pieces, they seamed to grow as I chewed. I swear it was a huge hunk in my mouth and I couldn't swallow it. My sister caught me feeding it to the dog, I had to do her turn doing dishes so she wouldn't tell mom and dad. I still cook it, kids and hubby love it, but I do not eat the meat. Still love the potatoes and carrots mashed up with the broth on them.