Ok. Unsolicited advice. Make sure they label the cuts. My mom did this back in the 70s and we got a freezer full on unlabeled packages.

One night, she grabbed what she thought was a stewing cut. The “meat” disappeared completely so she served it at soup.

It was not meat. It was liver. Liver soup. It was so gross that 1) the dogs wouldn’t eat it and 2) it passed into such family legend that the story was told to me no fewer than 3 times at her funeral. (My mom was known as a good cook, so it really stood out in people’s memory )