The
Happy Head-Bobbers of Garrobolandia
by Dwight Wayne Coop A.
If Popeye wanted a cheap live-in role model for Sweat Pea, he might consider
the iguana, which gobbles not only spinach but collards, mustard greens and
endive. They also relish papaya and zapote. The down side is that some iguanas
— like some babies — are fortuitous predators that will chomp any
bug that gets too close. Popeye’s iguana likely came from the world’s
Iguana Central: El Salvador, where they are called garrobos. The grandmother
of all iguana nurseries is in that tiny republic, whose emerald complexion matches
that of the garrobo. Given that camouflage is the garrobos’ principal
defense, they perhaps feel at home there. The nursery is actually an archipelago
of hidden farms that, among Salvadoreños, are only rumored to exist.
They have no address, much less a visiting center, petting zoo and snack bar
serving garroboburguesas. In fact, they are high-security lockouts that you
cannot visit even with an appointment. There are walls and fences and rifle-toters
doubling as nursery wardens.