Tortellini With Peas And Prosciutto

When all earthly glory is passed away then shall this church be presented without spot before God the Father’s throne. Thrones, principalities, and powers upon earth shall come to nothing; dignities, and offices, and endowments shall all pass away; but the Church of the first-born shall shine as the stars at the last, and be presented with joy before the Father’s throne, in the day of Christ’s appearing. When the Lord’s jewels are made up, and manifestation of the sons of God takes place, Episcopacy, and Presbyterianism, and Congregationalism will not be mentioned; one Church only will be named, and that is the Church of the elect.

J.C. Ryle

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Dairy	Italian	Italian, Pasta	4	Servings

INGREDIENTS

15	oz	Tortellini, cheese
1 1/2	c	Whipping cream
		Nutmeg, freshly grated pinc
6	T	Parmesan, freshly grated
3/4	c	Peas, frozen tiny thawed dr
1 1/2	oz	Prosciutto, fat trimmed cut
		Salt and freshly ground pepp

INSTRUCTIONS

Cook tortellini in large pot of boiling salted water until barely
tender, stirring occasionally to prevent sticking. Drain thoroughly.
Meanwhile, bring cream to boil in heavy large saucepan. Reduce heat.
Add nutmeg and simmer until slightly thickened, about 8 minutes.
Return tortellini to pot. Add warm cream, Parmesan, peas and
prosciutto. Simmer over low heat until tortellini are tender and  sauce
thickens, stirring occasionally, about 4 minutes. Season with  salt and
pepper. Divide among four warm bowls and serve.  From Gemini's MASSIVE
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Nutrition (calculated from recipe ingredients) ---------------------------------------------- Calories: 534 Calories From Fat: 242 Total Fat: 27.3g Cholesterol: 120.1mg Sodium: 784mg Potassium: 191.8mg Carbohydrates: 51.6g Fiber: 2g Sugar: 1.1g Protein: 21.1g

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