Fireworks Roast
I don't even know how, but some several years ago, when they were little, my older kids named this dish "fireworks roast." They were just kidlets back then, and said it smelled like fireworks. (Eeuuwww!!!) That sounds terrible... and they laugh about it now, but say "well, that's what we thought... but it tastes great!" I still don't know how to take that "compliment?" But since its one of their favorites, I'm not complaining. I've even been told which of their friends consider this their favorite dish that I make.
The secret to this roast (which you sort of just dump everything into) is to cook it low and slow for a lonnnnnnng time. All of the connective tissues in the meat just melt and the meat just starts to fall apart. I know my mother thinks roast should be a "slice-able," but my kids like it where its so tender that you can't possibly cut it. A fork is all you need!