I don't know for sure, but I suspect that every family has its own collection of favorite dinner dishes. Sure, every family also has their own version of sprouts, casserole, or some other much-abhorred supper, but it's much more fun to think about the favorites.
In reflection on the fact that my family culinary tradition should be limited to boiled potato and cabbage -- Mom's ancestor's shtetl was spitting distance from Dad's ancestor's shtetl (culturally, if not geographically) -- our dinner menus were fairly diverse to what they could have been (and I'm thankful for that, every single day). Dad's classic was to roast chicken, but he also enjoyed shopping at Chinese groceries on East Broadway. The whole family loved to-go burritos from our local joint. Put all that together, and it came to pass that one of my family's favorite meals were fajitas -- which really meant some kind of burrito hybrid, since we always included rice and beans with our wok-sauteed peppers, onions, and chicken.
I found myself drooling over some tortillas in Wegman's last weekend, so, I figured I should probably suck up my fear of dishes and make some fajitas. So, I did. Red, green, and yellow bell peppers, along with red onions in one pan; chicken with some appropriate spices in another. Rice in one pot, and re-fried beans in a second. It all cooked for a bit, and made the apartment smell great. After dinner that night, there was enough leftover for two more dinners. Win!
I'll admit that it looked more delicious in real life
The one challenge I always have is finding large enough tortillas