Cappelletti with Creamy Sauce and Ain’t No Flies on….

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It's another beautiful, warm autumn day here in the Vendée.  I'm sitting in my office with the windows open.   

No, not to let the fresh air in; to let the flies out.

I remember my mother getting upset because there was a fly in her house.  One fly.

I walked into my office this afternoon and there were at least 200 on the window.  I have no idea where they're coming from.  It started a couple of weeks ago.  They show up mid-afternoon either in my office or in the bedroom, no place else.  Their arrival coincides with the sun shining on that part of the house. 
I open the windows and, within about 10 minutes, they're gone. 

We live in the country, surrounded by farms and farm animals so there are lots of flies around.   But that's not the problem.  For those flies we leave the windows closed or put in a fly screen to keep them out.  If, as always, they manage to get in anyway, (mon mari doesn't like to close the door during warm weather…. and the dogs push it open, further, so….) I've learned that if I open the windows at sunset they'll all leave.

No, these flies are, apparently, already in the house.  My neighbor told me they're called 'cluster flies' and are part and parcel of old houses.  They're not around in the morning or evening.  I don't see them flying.  I can be sitting at my computer, happily doing computer stuff, with no flies anywhere and, 10 minutes later, the window is covered.   I open the windows, they leave, and we're done with flies for the day.

Well, except for Franz (Kafka). 

We first noticed him last week.  We were in the kitchen and heard a strange and very annoying buzzing and snapping.  Mon mari thought we were having an electrical melt-down (old house, and all that).  No, it was Franz playing in the lamp I have on a shelf in the kitchen.

We assumed he couldn't get out, and being the nice folks we are, decided to release him.  We did, and before mon mari could help him into his next life, he flew back in.  Talk about stupid flies! 

The buzzing and banging as he flew into the sides of the lamp was quite irritating.  Franz is a big bottle fly so he makes rather a lot of noise.  Mon mari decided to have another try at, er, helping him.  Just as he reached for the lamp Franz flew out.  Then back in.  Obviously he knows how to do this. 

We turned the lamp off.  All was quiet.

The next night, we turned the lamp on as usual.  About 20 minutes later we hear the buzzing and banging again.  Franz was back. 

He flew in and out a few times, just to show us he could. 

We turned the lamp off to show him we could.

In the morning mon mari took the lamp apart thinking perhaps Franz had died …and  wanting to give him a decent send off.  No flies in the lamp.

That night we turned the lamp on.  A few minutes later Franz started his nightly routine with one minor difference.  This time he brought a friend.  He's been back every night for a week.  Apparently he has other things to do during the day.

Have my office window and the kitchen lamp become the new 'must do' items in the fly world?  Is it a fly 'right of passage' to survive 15 minutes in the lamp?  Or, maybe it's like a carnival ride…that could be why Franz brought a date.  Have I been in the country to long?  Do I need to get out more?

Presto2bpast2bnights1 Maybe I just need a big bowl of creamy pasta.  Or lasagna.  Or noodle soup. 

Whatever kind of pasta you're hungry for you're sure to find it at Presto Pasta Nights, founded and hosted by Ruth of Once Upon A Feast.

She's been making her own pasta lately and inspiring me to dig out my pasta machine. 

Not this week, though.  This week I decided to do something I rarely do and buy ready-made basil cappelletti, stuffed with spinach and goat cheese.  I could hardly pass that up, now could I?

I love the idea of creamy sauces, but I'm not really thrilled about cream.  I like empty calories as well as the next person but if I can find a healthier substitution, in this case with more flavor, I'm all for it.   
Besides, I really love beans 😉

Stuffed Pasta with Creamy Sauce

8 oz (250gr) fresh stuffed pasta, your choice
8 oz (250gr) white beans
1 shallotRaviolibeansauce
(2 if small)
1 clove garlic
1 tbs olive oil
1/4 cup white wine
1/4 – 1/2 cup chicken stock
1/2 tsp thyme

Cook pasta according to package directions.
For the sauce: Chop shallot and garlic.  Heat oil in a medium saucepan.  Add shallot and garlic and sauté until tender.  Drain and rinse beans.  Add beans, wine and 1/4 cup chicken stock and heat through.  Remove and purée in blender or with immersion blender.  Add a bit more chicken stock if needed to get to a thick sauce consistency.  Return to heat and bring to a simmer.  Add thyme, pour over pasta and serve.

Note: If using this sauce with regular pasta you can add all of the chicken stock and stir in 1/2 cup shredded cheese with the thyme.

Check with Ruth at Once Upon A Feast on Friday for all of the great pasta dishes.

I'm going to take Franz down to visit Boris (my giant garden toad) now.  À Bientôt!   


21 thoughts on “Cappelletti with Creamy Sauce and Ain’t No Flies on….”

  1. Maybe Franz just knows there is good food cooking in your kitchen, and he’s waiting to be invited to dinner (with his girlfriend)!

  2. Gorgeous dish!
    Do you remember the Popeye cartoons? Remember the one where he is trying to rid the house of one fly? In the end, the house is no more and he sits there exhausted while the same fly lands on him. This is what I was thinking about as I read your post 🙂

  3. You could be describing MY house – those pesky flies. Sometimes I have tried to find the places where they lurk, little cracks, but it’s no good. And if you’re away when they come out, you find all 200 of them dead on the windowsill. Odd. I never put out the spiders that come into the house ….

  4. Sounds like you have some pretty smartly trained flies! You are lucky they are not the biting type! Or the ones that like to kiss you on the face! Too bad you are not near here as this morning I was clearing out some downed palm frons in a corner section of our yard and I happen to look up at something that caught my eye…about 6 inches from my face we stared eye to eye, me and the biggest ugly frog that I have seen in awhile! This dude must have been at least 10 inches long and almost the same size around! Now there is a guy who could take care of a few hundred of your flies! Needless to say, he won the eye to eye contest!
    Now to your pasta – yummy! I am a major pasta fan and maybe I will give the presto pasta a try! Too funny that you mentioned getting out your pasta machine, I just pulled mine out the other day and it is sitting idle on the counter top…but the thought is there!

  5. What a good idea to make a creamy pasta sauce out of white beans! That’s definitely something I’m going to try myself. Very creative, I love it!

  6. Franz is in the wrong room. he needs to be in the kitchen devouring freshly made pasta and sauce. It all looks delcious. I was at a wine event this weekend and I thought of you. They just bought a wine picker from France. It is the Lambergini of farm equipment. You can view it on their web site at

  7. Lydia, I really need to stop naming everything…. He was back last night!
    Maryann, that’s exactly how I feel – and, yes, I remember them…
    Joanna, I know, nothing like a layer of dead flies in the morning!
    WOW, Deb, you grow’em big down there! Who scared who the most? Pasta machines can make excellent book ends….
    Thanks, Becky… just encouraging my love of beans!
    Tigerfish, and there is always one that gets in the bedroom, isn’t there? They drive the dogs crazy, too!
    Valli, some of those ‘wine pickers’ are really amazing! We saw one working last week – did in 5 minutes what we spent all afternoon on!
    Tanna, I agree, they really do have a ‘creamy’ mouth-feel!
    Peter, I hope you like it! It’s so easy…but good!

  8. Oh, Poor Franz~maybe he was the king of the cluster flys-you could be in for some serious trouble!I remember we had a group of these fellows one Fall-what a pain in the butt! Do not fear, I believe it is a seasonal occurance. The pasta is wonderful!I really do need to get one of those machines….think what I could do!

  9. Katie, what fun. You always manage to raise a smile from me. Or a grimace. My philosophy is live and let live, but as for flies, they can live elsewhere. I’m also in the country and part and parcel is the fly thing, but honestly, I’d rather take your yummy pasta anyday over Kafka as a dinner guest.

  10. Isn’t it funny how we name these pests? We had a huge spider in our compost bin, that my daughter named “Mr. Big”. Your pasta sounds wonderful, I love the idea of using beans to make a creamy sauce.

  11. Jann, I keep hoping I’ve set them all free (in the truest sense of the word) but I keep seeing more….
    Kevin, I love beans in any form and they make a lovely sauce
    Wendy, I can fool me into thinking this is way more ‘creamy’..
    A V, one really cannot get away from the flies in the country… they love us so!
    Pam, Ddo I detect shades of ‘Sex in the City’ there? Loved that show…think I’ll pass on your “Mr. Big”

  12. Great post…flies and all. That said, I’m glad they’re at your place, not mine.
    The capelletti looks awesome. Thanks for sharing with Presto Pasta Night.

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