The only neighbors I knew in my townhouse was this 3 generation Filipino family where it was a late 20s couple with a toddler and the boyfriends 50/60s parents
They were really cool and their townhouse was set up where if you park in the lot instead of the garage they'd have to walk by my patio where I would be chillin with my ex some nights. I would invite the dad/grandpa and son to stop for some beers. Sometimes they would take me up on it and we got along really well.
They would always have family gatherings at their house and after I was neighborly to them, they started inviting me (which I never went to) and bringing me leftovers. Idk who you are but if you bring me fresh homemade BBQ once a week, im your friend
After like a year, I finally found out the son used to play super smash bros really competitively like I used to, so we would play every once in a while
They eventually moved out though and were replaced by fobby Chinese people who try to rush to their door to avoid saying hello etc. they suck compared to the family that brought me food and played super smash with me