If I ask if there are bell peppers in something don't just guess
Waitress: What side would you like?
Me: What's better, the green beans or coleslaw?
Waitress: The coleslaw. We make it here.
Me: Are there bell peppers in it?
Food comes. I've learned to dissect my food before eating just to make sure.
Me: What's this? (Holding out dark green fleck on fork)
Husband tastes it.
Husband: I think it's bell pepper
Husband to waitress: Is there bell pepper in this coleslaw?
Waitress: No. It comes in in a bag.
(So not homemade)
Husband: What's this then?
Waitress: Let me go check.
Waitress: That's bell pepper. Would you like something else?
Me: I'm allergic to bell pepper. I'll take the green beans.
Something similar happened with a milkshake. Luckily the nuts in the ice cream that didn't have nuts were pecans and not almonds.
Eta car conversation
Husband: I guess no one in Kentucky has allergies.
Me: That's because they kill them young.