Bonus spaces in nice places- 9018 Main Street, Kansas City, Missouri 64114


On a quiet little tree-lined street called Main Street, which isn’t really a main street in this part of Kansas City, sits a white ranch-style house where a family of four has made it into a home.

This house is truly larger than it looks. You walk in to a nice front living room with gleaming hardwoods, and soon notice those hardwoods stretch from room to room. You go to your left, and after the first, redone full bathroom, you find all three bedrooms.


The kitchen is large and allows you to have a breakfast table, but also opens up to dining area and a huge bonus second living area. New windows throughout, a nice deck off the bonus living area, and a great backyard.


If this isn’t enough space for you, go through the attached garage to the huge basement. Not only does it have tons of space for storage, but it is easily finishable if you need another entertaining area or bedroom.

I will be holding this home open on Sunday, July 27th, 2014 from 2 -4 pm. Please come check it out and find out what you can to do to make it your own.

For more information or to view this listing online, please click here.
Or, you can call me, Stacy Porto, at 816-401-6514 or email me at I love selling Kansas City, and can’t wait to help you find exactly what you are looking for.

What Kind of Realtor Am I?

I’ve had some interesting experiences lately in the real estate world. Recently, I represented a buyer who instantly fell in love with a home, after searching for over a year. They made an offer at list price, which was accepted. We scheduled inspections. A few days later, it came to my attention that the seller, through his agent, accepted a higher offer that came in after we had an agreement.

This is unethical and wrong. Period. But it happens. My buyers lost their house because it was pretty much stolen from them.

Fast forward a few weeks later, when I got multiple offers on one of my listings. Naturally, I wanted to get my friends, the sellers, the best price for their house. I could’ve shopped the offers around, but I had a moment much like I have had in my legal career. I needed to decide – what kind of person do I want to be? What kind of realtor do I want to be? Do I want to break ethical codes and laws to make a few more dollars? No. More so, do I want to make a career based in dishonesty? Absolutely not.

Years from now, when my clients come back to me to sell their houses or buy new ones, I want it to be because I am honest. That is why I will never recommend someone who does a bad job, I will never break the law, and as a lawyer and a realtor, I guarantee to uphold what I believe is the sanctity of a contract. If the written word isn’t good enough, what is?

First time Buying…

Don’t get me wrong, I love my house. Every square foot of it. It was my first house, and looking back, if I had known a few more things then that I do now, I probably would’ve approached the first-time home buying experience differently.

I would’ve approached it looking at what I may need to spend after I buy it. I have had to do some major upgrades to my home – new appliances, painting, a new mainline (welcome to Armour Hills) wood rot (still in the works), drainage, the list goes on. The bills add up. My investment grows bigger…

This is why I love my listing at 7616 Marty Street in Overland Park, Kansas – to me, it seems like a first-time buyer’s dream come true. Almost every major update has been done. The windows aren’t from 1928. The siding is brand new. The sellers have loved their starter home and improved it endlessly so that someone else can just move in and not have to worry. There are even items you wouldn’t find in any old house, including my Brookside home, that would be great to have.



7616 Marty has charm. It also happens to have a new water softener and a water purifier. It has a new front deck, a new back deck, and a back patio. While most homes near Downtown Overland Park don’t have basements, this one has a huge oversized finished basement with a full bathroom. It could be a bedroom and a man-cave, or in my case, a woman-cave. It has an open updated kitchen perfect for cooking all those vegetables you buy at the nearby Overland Park Farmers Market.


What isn’t include with 7616 Marty Street? Anxiety about potentially spending money after you move in on unforeseen expenses.  And a big beautiful fully landscaped backyard.


Tons of space with tons of updates means a super good deal for a first-time buyer. I can’t wait to see who makes this their new home.

If you are interested in viewing this home, finding a new one, or figuring out how to fix yours up to sell, please contact me at 816-401-6514 or #sellingkc


Google what?

Google Fiber.

You can have your Comcast or your Time Warner cable or even your bunny ears. In fact, when I first met my husband, I didn’t even cable.  I had 3 DVDs. That all quickly changed because he got tired of watching the movie Stand by Me, but whatever.

How could I ignore the hype that my neighborhood was one of the first across the country to be chosen to be a fiberhood? The campaign part of me loved the yard signs of the little fibrous bunny jumping across Armour Hills front yards. It was a marketing dream come true. The Kansas City part of me loved that fact that we really were becoming the Silicon Prairie.


I write about Google Fiber because it seems so many people have asked me about it lately as it is slowly making its way to South Kansas City. My answer is yes, most definitely, sign up for it. True, it is lightning fast. I don’t even remember what buffering is. Sometimes I prefer to work from my home office just because the Internet speed satisfies my multi-task addiction of doing one million things at once.

But my recommendation you sign up for Google Fiber goes deeper than just me being able to do things quickly or a million tv channels and a Smart TV. It goes to the value you place in your home and your resale potential. During the span of my real estate career, I have held tons of Open Houses. I am able to meet your average buyer, typical home shopper, and nosy neighbor. One frequent question I get about all of my listings is: “Does this house have Google Fiber?”

Two weeks ago I was in a Brookside home and had to answer no and the person walked out the door. I asked the homeowner why they didn’t sign up, and they responded that they were moving, so why pay the $10.00 sign-up fee? Trust me, friends, sign up. It is another great way to advertise your house to potential buyers. It is a selling point. It is something that the potential buyer can’t just sign up for on their own – you have to do it by the deadline to qualify or wait an undetermined amount of time before the next sign up, and no one wants to be forced to call Comcast.

You can check out more about Google Fiber in the Kansas City area by clicking here:

And no worries if you are on the other side of State Line, you’ll get connected sometime this year.

5740 Central Street, Kansas City, Missouri 64113


5740CentralFRONT2I have a thing for old houses and the people that love them. There is something about a well-loved, lived in home. It gets me every time. This listing is a project – there are endless possibilities for what the right person could do with this old house. I attended high-school just down the street at St. Teresa’s Academy, and many of my friends grew up on this block.


This family lived here for over 40 years. The lady of the house told me some pretty good stories. For example, on the corner of 58th and Central, just off Wornall, while most kids were having lemonade stands, her daughter opted to have a Beer Stand. It did quite well until her parents realized where their supply was going.



The family enjoyed walks to nearby Loose Park to feed the ducks and enjoy the outside. The proximity to the Trolley Trail and Plaza made this neighborhood even more appealing for them. Still, to this day, neighbors pick flowers from the lilac bush in the front yard.






This is a true double lot in an incredible area of Kansas City. The house has good bones, and needs the right buyer to come in and turn it into something amazing. You can imagine the potential – a charming white picket fence along the property line, an open kitchen and dining room with the mud room in the back, an inviting sun porch on the main level and a fixed up sitting room on the master. You can choose to expand the upstairs or keep the sun deck.






Plus, the extensive train tracks in the basement come with the house. If you want to take a look or know a good investor, please contact me at 816-401-6514 or  Check out all the other things I offer as a real estate agent by clicking here. 







Cauliflower What?!

Cauliflower rice.

That’s what I said and I am sticking to it. It is a paleo staple, which is weird considering they probably didn’t use food processors to turn cauliflower into rice in paleolithic times. 

It is perfect for times like last night. I made an awesome chicken stew from one of my favorite cookbooks but it could have really used…what are those things called? Oh yeah, carbs. It could’ve used a big fat carb. Maybe even just a piece of bread so I could practice the italian art of scarpetta (soaking up sauce with bread). It just could’ve used something. Fortunately, I had something. 

There are two different versions for making cauliflower rice that I have tried. The first is what I did last night. I bought cauliflower, chopped off the root part, and put it in chunks in my food processor. You protein shake freaks can use your Ninja or blender. Pulse it, and turn it into a rice-like consistency. (Takes about 15 seconds) Meanwhile, heat up a diced onion in some coconut oil on your stove. Throw some chopped garlic in there. Then push the onion to the side after its slightly browned and add the cauliflower. You may need to add more oil. Heat it up for a good five minutes, stirring while you go. There you have it – cauliflower rice, part I. Add salt, pepper, anything you want to spice it up depending on your main dish.

We put it in the bottom of our bowls, and spooned our stew over it. Delicious. 

Keep in mind my husband is Italian, from Jersey, says “col-ee-flower”, and still loves this stuff. 

Another option for the lazy version of me that I believe tastes GREAT is cauliflower rice, part deus, oven style. 

Heat oven to 475. 

You start off the same way. Chop, food process for 10-15 seconds. Then put it in a big bowl. Add some melted coconut oil or your fat of choice, season with salt, pepper, whatever you want. Toss it all together. Then put it on a cookie sheet (note to self – maybe line that cookie sheet for easier clean up). Spread it all out evenly, and roast it for 20-25 minutes. 


Seriously, even the dog begs for it. 

Great Guide to Kansas City Neighborhoods

Thinking about moving to the middle of America? Or are you already here, and wondering which neighborhood is right for you? I think this is a good overall general description of Kansas City neighborhoods and can point you in the right direction no matter which side of State Line Road you are considering.

Click here for a good overview! 

Let me know if you are interested in understanding a bit more about any of these neighborhoods – it is easy for me to tell you the average price of a home, what homes are for sale, or how to turn your monthly rent payment for an apartment in Westport into a monthly mortgage payment for a house in nearby Hyde Park.


Kansas City – better to buy than to rent…

I love my jobs…all of them. But perhaps my most favorite thing to do lately is help first-time buyers. There’s just something about showing someone who has paid so much in rent for so long the road to home ownership. Maybe it’s because I’ve been there before. I bought my house when I was 25. I rented it out when I lived elsewhere, but always came back to preferring to pay off my own mortgage rather than someone else’s. 

Truilia funds seasonal studies on the top markets to buy in versus markets you should rent in instead. New York is where you should rent. Guess what city made the top 5 to buy in? You got it – this real estate agent’s favorite city! Kansas City – one city, two states, part cow-town, part metro, total awesomeness. 

Check out an article about the study by clicking here or just copy and paste this link into your browser: 

I love helping people take their monthly rent money and turn it into a mortgage payment instead. I also appreciate you referring anyone to me. You can check me out here. 




Jambalaya yum yum yum

I ate really great junk food during the Superbowl, and boy, did I pay for it. One of my friends told me maybe if I didn’t eat healthy, then I wouldn’t have those problems. Another person told me that people in the paleolithic times didn’t really live that long, and did I really want to die in a few years?

The plain and simple reason why I eat clean is because of how horrible I feel when I don’t. Yes, it helps that my jeans fit again after 5 years of pretty much not being able to button them. It also helps that my stomach doesn’t ache. 

Last week my husband decided to defrost sausage and chicken and said, as he left for work, that we would come up with something to make out of it. Jambalaya. Obvy. 

I basically used this recipe and added shrimp to it. I also threw it all in the crockpot. Thanks PaleoOMG for another good meal that lasted for a few good rounds of leftovers as well. 

  • 2 andouille sausage, sliced
  • 2 chicken breasts, cubed
  • 2 garlic cloves, minced (I’m Italian, I add 5) 
  • Dice an onion and a green pepper or really any kind of vegetable you have on hand
  • 1 head cauliflower, riced (Cauliflower is a rice substitute in the paleo world. You can do this multiple ways – by putting it in the food processor and then roasting it with some olive oil/coconut oil and salt and pepper or by sautéing) 
  • 1 (6oz) can tomato paste
  • 1 (14oz) can diced tomatoes, undrained (i dig the fire roasted from trader joes) 
  • 1 cup chicken broth (i recommend low sodium)
  • 2 tablespoon olive oil (or coconut oil)
  • 1 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1 teaspoon dried oregano
  • ½ teaspoon dried thyme
  • ½ teaspoon dried parsley
  • ½ teaspoon cayenne pepper
  • cracked red pepper, some chili pepper, sriracha! 
  • salt and pepper, to taste

Want to cheat with spices? You can buy a jambalaya spice mix. Cheater. You can also top with some sliced avocado. YUM. 

Directions: Turn your slow cooker/dutch oven/really big pot on high and heat it up with some olive oil in it. Cook the garlic, onion, and pepper and any other veggies you got going on. Let em cook while you dice up your cauliflower in your food processor. Throw that in there OR see below. 

Add all the meat. 

Add tomatoes, paste, spices. Stir it all up. Cover and cook 5-8 hours on low. If you do this on the stove you can reduce your cooking time to just an hour, but I like to do it on a simmer and cook it all day. 

CAULIFLOWER OPTION – another way to do the cauliflower is to chop it all up and roast it in your oven. Then you can add it to your bowl and pour the jambalaya mix over it.


Arlo Joseph Guthrie Francisco Porto – (Arlie Joe) July 10, 2001 – January 19, 2014

Arlo Joseph Guthrie Francisco Porto – (Arlie Joe) July 10, 2001 – January 19, 2014


To the Dog-in-Chief, Master of the House, my main man (sorry LD), my best friend, and the coolest dog anyone could ever dream of…


I was blessed with King Arlo of Arno, the Ozarks & Armour Hills when I was a college senior and Student Body President at the University of Denver. Lucky for us, there was a house full of girls and a campus full of students that didn’t mind when you came along to everything in my backpack or got tied to a tree outside what was then the “GCB”. Back then, you were only 8 lbs.


Thanks for brightening our world the first day we began 13 years of morning walks on September 11, 2001. That day was horrible for the world, and I knew you were like sunshine when somebody on campus thanked me for walking you because you made “a very sad day a little brighter”. When my dad first heard that I got a dog, he told me I had to give you back. Thanks for showing him you were a keeper.


Thanks for always being happy to see me, never judging me, and being my road-trip buddy while I drove back and forth to Kansas City from Denver, sometimes in cars that could barely fit the size of your very large head. Thanks for testing out the dog treats I would make you, even if I was just sneaking vitamins into you. Thanks for dealing with that whole hydrotherapy stint I made you do – I have a feeling maybe it helped you live just a little bit longer.  That, and the massages, and the homemade doggy ice cream.


You know what else? Thanks for being bad at that stupid doggy day care I sent you to – they got closed down a few years after for being jerks. We showed them. Besides, you had a home to guard.

Thanks for listening to me memorize the Restatement of Contracts during law school, for moving from apartment to apartment with me, and for exploring the Cherry Creek Trail and the Rocky Mountains. Thanks for studying each Friday with me in the courtyard while I shared my Greek salad with you. Thanks for loving snow. You will always be a Colorado dog and may there be tons of fresh powder in your heaven.

You will also always be an Ozarks dog. Thanks for loving the lake and Dude Ranch Road as much as I do, for teaching everyone how to swim and for guarding the dock, for chasing ducks and trying to eat catfish, for resting your head on me. Thanks for staying up late with me on the bunkhouse deck, for waking me up early to catch the sunshine, and for making sure I could never peacefully go for a boatride. Thanks for helping me find my first house – it was bought purely with you in mind.



Thanks for being there for me through all those boyfriends. You really showed them who is boss. I think it is quite possible you waited for me to meet and marry LD before you decided it was time to go on your final walk. You know he loves rubbing your butt as much as I do.


Thanks for living with my parents when I moved to France. I didn’t want to miss your birthday that year, so I sewed you a really cool patriotic bed. The only night I ever left you alone was the night my dad had his heart attack, and from then on, you proved to be even more incredible than before. Thanks for comforting me in a time I thought would be impossible for me to feel any relief. Thanks for giving me something to rely on, to rest on, to cry on, to hold, for getting me through.


Thanks for never judging me, and being ok moving in with my mom for a few years while I chased my goals in DC. What’s amazing is that you still loved me as much as you did every time I came home, and then moved right back in with me into our house three years ago. Thanks for inventing new games, still playing with your old toys, and scaring the shit out of anyone that walks by our house. Thanks for drinking from sprinklers, hopping in fountains, and killing the animals that eat our garden. Thanks for protecting us.


Thanks for being the handsome dog that inspires everyone to ask me, still even last week, “What kind of dog is that?” Thanks for making me laugh, when at the ripe age of 90, you were still trying to hump other dogs; for teaching yourself, in the past year, how to open toilet seats to satisfy your never-ending thirst, how to climb on the counter top to get any leftover food because you were always hungry, and for figuring out how to open cabinets. You let me live my life the way I wanted to – never dull, always moving, always something going on.


Thanks for resting peacefully, Arlo Dude. Thanks for being you and loving me just the way I am. I knew you waited until we were at yours and mine and my dad’s favorite place to begin to die. May you finally catch that squirrel, that duck, and that rabbit. May you be getting an eternal butt scratch and still go on morning walks, this time with the Doc instead of me.


Today I feel as if I may never be okay without you right next to me as I work, as I eat, as I sleep. I hope you know how much better and more enriched my life was because of you. Judging from the last 48 hours of texts and phone calls and cards, you made a lot of people’s lives a little bit better.

Rest well, Arlo. When I meet you at the rainbow bridge, you better be ready to run with me again.


His favorite spot at the lake (when not in the lake or on the deck)


My view every morning for the past 13 years


Of course Arlo was a King for Halloween


Freshly cut.



He never wanted to come inside, even in the rain.


On his deck


I also wanted to say thanks for letting me give you that ridiculous lion hair cut. 


Happy times with Arlo and Pal


King Arlo of Armour Hills in one of his fountains




At the old house with his new best friend


On top of the bed I Made him


Selfies while driving



His favorite bush to hide in.


Thanks for urinating on the Romney sign.


Driving in the mini-cooper


Fall at the lake


One of my all-time favorite pics – he loved to dig and didn’t realize there was a clover on his nose.


Once a colorado dog, always a colorado dog.


my favorite men


Walking thru snow


Finding the snow in our Arno Road house


At his favorite fountain at 69th and Rockhill


Swimming laps


Opening Day last year – 2013


Helping with the garden


His spot on the deck


Trying to keep an old dog warm


Still spry for squirrels