Thinking about Bucky in Romania and how every old lady in his apartment building probably adores him because he’s this handsome, strong, man who always helps them cross the street, and keeps those whippersnappers from stealing their purses, and holds the door open, and is just so baby-shaped to all of them.
This would also explain how he got so beefy, from all those adoring Eastern European grannies being like "big strong boy needs lots of food" and "too skinny look at your bony cheeks" and insisting on bringing him pots of homemade dishes, and being a good boy who grew up in the Depression, he wasn't going to let any of it go to waste.
