If you have ever wondered where, in this city of hipsters and hippies, are the WASPs, look no further. They're at the Presidio Social Club, a new(ish) restaurant in the beautifully renovated former officers' club in the Presidio. Enter the dining room and behold! You're at the country club. Men in blue button downs neatly tucked into pressed khakis, women wearing pearl earrings and headbands, blonde children still dressed in their school uniforms. Never in San Francisco have I seen so many East Coast-style WASPs in one place. It comes as no surprise that gin is featured prominently on the cocktail menu. While their affinity for gin is well documented (see Cheever, John), WASPs are not known for their culinary sense of adventure, and the dinner menu focuses on updated comfort food—a sloppy joe made from Kobe beef brisket, white cheddar mac and cheese, chicken pot pie on Tuesdays. The food at Presidio Social Club isn't bad. It's not especially great, either. The fried okra, a hard dish to pull off above the Mason-Dixon line, is perfect, but it feels a little exotic on a menu so fixated on American classics. The night I went we were running late for an event at the Palace of Fine Arts and so didn't get to try what looked like the best thing on the menu: cupcakes made to order, brought to your table with a side of frosting for you to apply yourself. The next time I feel the need to observe the endangered WASP in its restored native habitat, I'll go back to Presidio Social Club and try the cupcakes.