Don’t get me wrong — I absolutely love living on Michigan Avenue — but sometimes it feels as though I’ve chosen to reside in the center of New York’s tourist-ridden Times Square. When you combine slow moving out-of-towners, a sea of baby strollers and wall-to-wall tour groups with matching t-shirts, it often serves as a nice respite to reroute my walk via the side streets and dodge the madness of Magnificent Mile. Today, I did just that and couldn’t help but take notice of a beautiful brownstone on Superior Street that offered an inviting entrance and country-esque feel (despite being situated between a popular pizza joint and crowded nail salon). It was refreshing to momentarily pause and appreciate the home’s charming appeal before stepping back into the midst of a bustling metropolis (complete with ear-piercing ambulance sirens and obnoxious taxi horns).