This one has been on my shelf for a long time. I picked it off the shelf last month in part as a diversion from a very good but dense social science book that is taking me a while to get through and in part because the Atlantic often praises Munro's work.
I quite like short stories for bedtime reading and these are very fine short stories indeed. The NYT review by Joyce Carol Oates captures the overall flavor and mood really well, though Joyce and I disagree about some particular stories. The stories are often bittersweet, a bit dark, a bit sad at times, and very human. They also very much reflect the sensibilities of their rural Ontario settings.