Kevin James Lists Florida Estate

SELLER: Kevin James
LOCATION: Delray Beach, Fla.
PRICE: $28.85 million
SIZE: (approx.) 26,000 square feet, 8 bedrooms, 9 full and 3 half bathrooms

YOUR MAMA’S NOTES: Kevin James has amassed a considerable fortune during a successful career playing well-meaning if unsophisticated blue-collar boobs on both the small and silver screens. But, make no mistake, butter beans, Mister James is no rube, and in real life the “Hotel Transylvania” and “Hotel Transylvania 2” star lives in sumptuous, white-collar splendor in a huge, professionally decorated mansion on nearly three assiduously groomed, ocean-view acres in Delray Beach, Fla., that was heaved on the open market this week at $28.85 million.

Mister James received an Emmy nomination in 2006 for his beloved-by-many and enviably lucrative run on the syndicated situation comedy “King of Queens,” and this year, he’s up for four Razzies for “Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2,” a “tacky, numbingly inane sequel” to “Paul Blart: Mall Cop” that, despite an ocean of sour-faced reviews, did a bit more than $107 million in worldwide box office. Anyways, Mister James bought the bulk of the gated and grandly proportioned estate, about 20 miles south of Palm Beach, in August of 2012 for $18.5 million, and the following June, per property records we peeped at, shelled out another $4.25 million for the undeveloped 0.92-acre lot next door that brought the full size of his Floridian demesne to 2.77 acres. According to the Palm Beach County Tax Man, the mansion, described in listing details as a “Mediterranean Revival,” was built brand new in 2008, carries head-snapping annual taxes of nearly $450,000, and officially measures in at a commodious 12,828 square feet, although current online marketing materials show the “main house and guest apartment consist of more than 26,000 total square feet” with 8 bedrooms and 9 full and 3 half bathrooms.

A series of plush and glamour-laced if not exactly homey-looking living and entertaining spaces mix first-rate finishes and what listing details call “Old World elements” with a slew of high-tech creature comforts: high ceilings with exposed wood beams, gleaming dark chocolate hardwood floors, scads of column-supported archways, more French doors than this property gossip has fingers and toes, an elevator that services all three floors, and a comprehensive, camera-equipped security system. Ample formal living and dining rooms both have prominent fireplaces, of course, as does the pecky cypress paneled library that also features a barrel-vaulted red brick ceiling. There’s yet another fireplace in a solarium sort of space that appears to double as a music room with a black baby grand piano pushed up in the corner. A bar room adjoins a moodily lit, 28-foot-long combination family room/media lounge and the sunny, 37-foot-long eat-in kitchen has another barrel-vaulted red brick ceiling and is outfitted will all manner of culinary bells and whistles that include a commercial-quality, walk-in refrigerator. A finished basement level comes in at 4,914 square feet, according to online marketing materials, and offers a myriad of entertainment and recreational amenities such as a mirror-walled gym, spa and massage suite, children’s play room, and a walk-in wine cellar and tasting room lined with Lucite bottle racks. The tropically verdant and palm-strewn grounds include a children’s playground plus a soccer-pitch-sized patch of grass along with a swimming pool and grassy sunbathing area backed by a vine-draped stone colonnade. A spacious poolside pavilion includes an al fresco lounge with fireplace and a complete kitchen with integrated grilling station.

As far as we know, although we can’t say for sure, Mister James hasn’t owned a residence in Los Angeles since 2013, when, in March of that year, he sold a 5,386-square-foot house in Encino for $1.616 million and just a couple of months later unloaded a much more substantial and significantly more deluxe 11,291-square-foot mansion, also in Encino, for $5.5 million to Donna Scott, the former beauty queen-actress widow of late and lauded film and television director-producer Tony Scott.

Listing photos: The Fite Group

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  1. Me says:

    Delray Beach? Is he crazy? Palm Beach maybe but Delray?

  2. Rabbi Hedda LaCasa says:

    James and Planner,

    My mistake. The Bronfman penthouse was of course at 960 Fifth Avenue. Per plans, the servants’ quarters below the laundry room/staff hall don’t require rotation. Planner, you concisely describe the servants’ stairs and building core. Also off topic, I just walked past the Castro Theater (with two Shabbos chickens I need to get into the oven), where a Lesbians Who Tech conference is in process. I’ll pray for a hopeful Gays Who Decorate Convention.


  3. Planner says:

    Good lord
    That’s a common hallway. It is not part of the apartment and it surely isn’t just a large room with exposed elevator mechanicals. There are walls and staircases that aren’t shown on the plan. THAT IS ALL.
    The staircase goes down into the staff hallway. One of the staff rooms has a small closet underneath the stairs and no, those aren’t desks they’re sinks.
    The void near the master bedroom is probably a chimney.
    It appears the Windows/French doors are different types.
    Spend some more time studying old buildings and these things will become obvious.

    • James says:

      Oh, dear. Why are you so aghast with bewilderment? Those capitals! Dear God! You do this for a living; I don’t. I just couldn’t understand why the stairs went through both the staff room and the corridor. And I asked. What was wrong with that?

      I mean, look, they go through the trouble of depicting the different types of windows in detail, but forget a wall for the lift. Thus my puzzlement. I guess I just needed you to come and break my dilemma as to what was there. But I guess I’m going to stun you even more: is that “common hallway” the property of the penthouse’s owner? Because you walk from the kitchen into it, and from it onto the terrace. From a “common hallway” onto a private terrace just like that?!?

      What is that thing next to the kitchen exit in that “hallway”? It says “entrance”? I ask because I’m not sure what letters I’m seeing.

      Sink in a room… Goodness. Very 19th century. I thought staff slept there.

      • lil' gay boy says:

        Seems I missed the party — damn Fashion Week! I can well understand your bewilderment. Let’s see if I can make some sense of it; although most have already done a pretty good job:

        The stairs in the staff quarters — I’m guessing the dotted lines in the closet might have thrown you off; these are there to indicate the closet is tucked underneath the stairs, and that the closet ceiling is therefore sloped rather than full height. Hard to see & can look like stairs to the untrained eye.

        The common space off the kitchen gives access to the service elevator just next to the door leading into the kitchen; this space probably has a trash chute as well, and the door out to the terrace would allow for any rubbish (dead leaves, etc.) on the terrace to be disposed of without going through the living areas. As an unseen common area it is normal to leave out the details on a published floor plan; there is probably a wall behind the main elevator that would have an opening to allow access for servicing, as well as what looks like a staff elevator that opens into the hall outside the pantry; probably for catering services and special deliveries (it seems a little large for a dumbwaiter). I imagine that any terrace furniture would also be stored here in the off-season.

        The window differences indicate doors to the terrace in the dining and living rooms, and most likely floor length French windows in the library & adjacent bedroom that don’t descend all the way to the terrace floor, but allow one to step out over a low threshold when swung open.

        I think the others have addressed the sinks & the void behind the master closet.

  4. lil' gay boy says:

    At first glance I thought, “Hmm; looks like a fair-to-middlin’ Mizner that someone power-washed every period detail off…” — and then I read “…a “Mediterranean Revival,” was built brand new in 2008…


    • James says:

      Your bane, ha, Lil’? The worst possible kind of house in your world: a “Mediterranean Revival house”! You really hate those. But this one isn’t so bad, is it?

      Rabbi and Lil’, can I just for a moment go off topic? Two questions:

      1. In the Bronfman penthouse floor plan, do you guys know what’s that space between the private landing and the kitchen? There is no wall between the private lift and the space behind it?!? I don’t get it! How does one descend from above to below? I can’t work out how do those twofold stairs below in the staff quarters work!

      2. Do any of you remember some time ago when one of the commenters asked about who lives where in Manhattan, and another commenter replied succintly and perfectly who lives on Fifth, who on Park, who’s Upper West Side for etc.? I can’t find that comment, and I know it is here! It was a gem!

      I apologize for this terrible off-topicking!

      • James says:

        And now you’ve confused me even more with that closet. What closet?

        I’m thinking you walk out of the laundry room, go down the stairs and then do you turn left onto a staff room to be able to enter the corridor? But then what is that right pair of steps for? They represent that part of the stairs going down from the laundry?

      • James says:

        Surely I have, but there is always some irritating thing that is simple and that I don’t get! Don’t be angry! I have no idea why the lift isn’t separated by a wall or why there’s no indication that it’s falling into the abyss there. Basically I can walk through the kitchen exit into something and see the back of the lift, yet it seems as if nothing is separating it from the space. And I get get through that kitchen exit and onto the terrace?

        Three more things: what is that thing between the master bedroom and one of the bedrooms? Behind the cedar walk-in closet? A ventilation duct of some kind? Second, what is the difference between the windows in the library and in the dining room? Third, is that a desk in the staff room near the window and what is that thing on top of it?

        Thank you!

      • Planner says:

        Re: Bronfman penthouse
        The space is the building core. Stairs, fire extinguisher, maybe trash chutes, those kinds of things. Surely you’ve seen a floorplan before.
        The stairs to the lower level servants rooms are not complicated but the closet underneath the stairs is a little confusing to those not well versed in drawings.

      • Rabbi Hedda LaCasa says:


        I can’t precisely remember the 834 Fifth Avenue published floorplan, which may have omitted vestibules, service entrances, and fire stairs. And try rotating the servants’ level floorplan to properly align its stairs. Perhaps Marcus identified addresses of Fifth and Park Avenue residents, along with those of Upper West Side denizens, as he socializes within a rarefied circle. Apologies as my answers are far from satisfying.


  5. Rabbi Hedda LaCasa says:

    Aunt Feige and Uncle Bennie, may they rest in peace, retired to a Delray Beach, golf-course adjacent condo, and I visited religiously. While enjoying breakfast together in their solarium, which they called the Florida Room, an errant golf ball crashed through the jalousie windows. Aunt Feige had a crush on the newscaster who announced the daily senior citizen fender-benders on Military Trail Highway. Their bridge partners Joe and Pearlie, he with Parkinson’s and she with minimal peripheral vision, alternated in driving us in their enormous Continental to the early-bird kosher dinner specials. It was a rich, full lifestyle, I loved them all to pieces, and I still do. Florida? Not so much!

  6. James says:

    I don’t have so much of a problem with Florida’s humid and hot climate – I bet you’re now saying “That’s because you haven’t really experienced it” – but I do with its soil. All those sinkholes devouring houses (even Tiger Woods’ house wasn’t spared). Another problem are these rising sea levels, which will eventually, if not stopped, eat all those gargantuan oceanfront homes.

  7. Samuel says:

    @Dunstan uh…old people? A plethora of old people?

  8. James says:

    This is how real-estate aerial photography should be done. Take note, L.A. agents. Cheap drone photography isn’t cutting it.

  9. Dunstan says:

    Another case of a wealthy actor with too much money and time on his hands. Sure, he’ll make a nice profit if he gets his asking price. But you have to ask yourself one question: who, in his/her right mind, would want to live in that humid hellhole we know as Florida?

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