This is the story of how I met Anita Fok, DDS.
I was young, I was in Malaysia getting a Visa for Thailand and I needed a dentist. My first mistake? Taking a recommendation from an aging (to put it nicely), more than slightly inebriated British ex-pat I happened upon in the Reggae Club of Penang.
"You need a dentist?", he said, leering at me in the way that only drunk older men tend to do. 'I've got a tip."
I told him that I heard all about the dental hospital in town and how friendly, nice, and clean it was. Just like America?
He gave me the tip that sent me on a different course for a very long time.
"Go to the Australian Consulate."
I told him that as I was an American citizen, thank you very much, and though not quite proud of my government at the time, there would be no way I was going to the Aussie Consulate for advice on a very personal problem, my teeth!
"He's a dentist, too. And he's cheap."
