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O'Brien Sausage Skillet -- Warming the House on Deadrick Avenue

January 2026. Winter in Memphis, 67 years old, and the cold has settled into the house on Deadrick Avenue the way cold settles into old bones — persistently, without malice, just the physics of aging and December. Rosetta has the thermostat set at 74, our eternal compromise, and I cook warming things: stews and soups and slow-braised meats that fill the house with steam and flavor.

Charlie in Nashville, thriving in the way Charlie thrives — quietly, competently, with the determination of a Johnson woman and the grace of something uniquely hers.

Ribs this week — spare ribs, dry-rubbed, five hours at 225, no foil, no rush. The Memphis way. The bark cracked when I bit into it, and the flavor was layered: smoke first, then spice, then the sweetness of the pork, each layer arriving on its own schedule, patient as a sermon. Rosetta ate two ribs and said nothing negative, which is a standing ovation from the toughest critic in my life.

Sunday at Mt. Zion, the choir sang and I sat in my pew and let the music hold me. The bass notes I used to add are quieter now — my voice is aging, the way everything ages — but the listening is its own participation, and the church holds me the way the church has held this community for a hundred years: faithfully, unconditionally, with room for everyone who shows up. I show up. That is enough.

Between the ribs and the quiet Sunday at Mt. Zion, I’ve been thinking about what food does best on cold January evenings in Memphis — and it’s this: something simple, something that doesn’t ask much of you but gives a lot back. The O’Brien Sausage Skillet is that kind of meal. One pan, good heat, sausage sizzling alongside peppers and potatoes, the kind of thing that fills the kitchen with the same warmth Rosetta’s thermostat is always chasing. It’s not ribs — but it carries the same spirit: honest, hearty, and deeply satisfying when the cold has settled in for the night.

O’Brien Sausage Skillet

Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 25 minutes | Total Time: 35 minutes | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 1 lb smoked sausage links, sliced into 1/2-inch rounds
  • 3 cups frozen O’Brien potatoes (diced potatoes with peppers and onions)
  • 1 medium green bell pepper, diced
  • 1/2 medium yellow onion, diced
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • Salt to taste
  • 2 tablespoons fresh parsley, chopped (optional, for garnish)

Instructions

  1. Heat the skillet. Warm a large cast-iron or heavy-bottomed skillet over medium-high heat. Add olive oil and let it heat until shimmering, about 1 minute.
  2. Brown the sausage. Add the sliced sausage in a single layer. Cook without stirring for 2–3 minutes until browned on one side, then flip and brown the other side. Remove sausage to a plate and set aside.
  3. Cook the potatoes. Add the frozen O’Brien potatoes to the same skillet. Spread into an even layer and cook undisturbed for 5 minutes, then stir and continue cooking for another 5–7 minutes until golden and beginning to crisp at the edges.
  4. Add the vegetables. Add the diced green bell pepper and onion to the skillet. Stir everything together and cook for 4–5 minutes until the vegetables have softened and the onion is translucent.
  5. Season and combine. Sprinkle the garlic powder, smoked paprika, black pepper, and salt over the skillet. Stir well to coat evenly. Return the browned sausage to the pan and toss everything together.
  6. Finish and serve. Cook for an additional 2–3 minutes until the sausage is heated through and everything is well combined. Taste and adjust seasoning. Garnish with fresh parsley if desired and serve hot directly from the skillet.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 420 | Protein: 17g | Fat: 27g | Carbs: 28g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 890mg

Earl Johnson
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Earl Johnson
Week 513 of Earl’s 30-year story · Memphis, Tennessee
Earl "Big E" Johnson is a sixty-seven-year-old retired postal carrier, a forty-two-year husband, and a Memphis BBQ legend who learned to smoke pork shoulder at his Uncle Clyde's stand when he was eleven years old. He lost his daughter Denise to sickle cell disease at twenty-three, and he honors her every year by smoking her favorite meal on her birthday and setting a plate at the table. His dry rub uses sixteen spices he keeps in a mayonnaise jar. He will not share the recipe. Not even with Rosetta.

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