When I walked from Porto, it was a mixed bag. Some had kitchens. Some didn't. One albergue was closed and we stayed in a hotel. Some had pots/pans, and like on the Frances, sometimes the pilgrims had pilfered them all. I wouldn't take a pot, myself. Where you cannot cook, you can eat sandwiches or go out for an inexpensive meal of bacalau ::::YUM!:::: But that's me...