You know you have the very best kind of very best friend when...
You feel completely comfortable calling her on her cell phone while on her trip in Ohio to see if she has any lasagna noodles in her pantry here at home that you can go borrow since you only have four noodles left and the engaged couple you've been sponsoring is coming for dinner in thirty minutes.
Yep. Truest of the true. Best of the best. That would be Robin.
I hope nobody got photos of me racing across the street barefoot clutching six lasagna noodles.