oof to ORF.
The worst I had (I'm SLF, not CC) was on a DC-9 into ORF (Norfolk Virginia). Cabin crew were ordered to their seats after the beverage service. We hit a pocket and dropped (it felt like 100 feet, but it was probably less). I remember seeing the women across the aisle holding their cups of red wine, and the wine staying in one place when we dropped, and then falling back into the cup. Don't know how much splattered. I was disappointed that nobody screamed. Maybe it was because we all had our stomachs in our throats.